<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395</id><updated>2011-04-21T16:46:56.971-08:00</updated><category term='Regular Update'/><category term='Little Big Town'/><title type='text'>Princess Winter</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog is named after "My little pony" Princess Winter. Things I might talk about on my blog are:
Me, Hockey, the OC, the baha'i faith, me, family, friends, school, me... etc.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>227</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-2238776018646817730</id><published>2007-07-08T15:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T15:56:37.968-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What an adventurous weekend</title><content type='html'>So, sorry its been 2 weeks. I'm trying to update at least once a week, but life gets in the way. The week before last work just gets progressivly worse. I hate that I love my job so much and hate my boss so much. The way he treats his employees is just downright disrespectful. Its disgusting. I'm not even as worried about me as I am about how he treats the rest of his emloyees. He has several of our best emloyees ready to quit because he is such a jerk. Employees who are more devoted to the company than anyone else, even him. Last weekend I went to a "male revue" that we had free tickets for from work. It was more funny than hot. We didn't even stay to the end, and luckily, didn't see any fully naked boys. None of us wanted to see that. The girls ended up drinking alot and i drove one of them home (the rest had other drivers). I had to drag her up her lawn because I couldn't carry her and she wouldn't even crawl. It cracks me up that people ask why i don't drink, and then stuff like that happens. I still love her, but I definatly don't want her to drink that muh again. She bought me these AWESOME flowers monday for it, and they are still alive, (or were friday) because they are just gorgeous and amazing. They told me I am one of their sisters now, honorary of course. They even have this wall where there is a picture of each of them, the receptionist at the other store (jen) and me. We are like this crew now. Its awesome. I've had friends before, but never been part of a crew of friends that we did everything together and hung out all the time. We had a blast last weekend. Last week was 4th of july. Aaron and I were having some problems, but he is doing really good. He bought me flowers last night, and gas for my car this morning. Friday night aaron and I went 4-wheeling and I rolled it on the handlebars and fell off. My arm hurts a little, but everything hurts less than I thought it would. Yesterday I went to this hippie fair in girdwood. It was a lame fair, but we had a blast. Then I got to go jet boating with leslee's boyfriend, leslee, dani, jen and jen's gay friend nick. It was awesome. We went to a glacier and this awesome lake, both of which you can't get to without a specific type of jet boat. It was awesome. I was suposed to help jen move today, but no one has called me yet. Aaron went 4-wheeling with his dad today. I'm just sitting at home chilling. Its relaxing, but boring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-2238776018646817730?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/2238776018646817730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=2238776018646817730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/2238776018646817730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/2238776018646817730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-adventurous-weekend.html' title='What an adventurous weekend'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-6710253801012268345</id><published>2007-06-24T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T15:05:20.934-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leslee's BBQ</title><content type='html'>So, this Bar-B-Que rocked. I didn't have enough time yeterday to do everything I needed to do. I got up and went to lunch with Aaron, then I picdked Nava up and showed her my new home and we went shopping and on a coffee run. She went back to her brothers house and I went to the BBQ; It was just Leslee, Dani and me and Donna at first. We had WAY too much food I think. I had to leave to pickup Aaron cause he wouldn't go otherwise. I did my devotions for feast while I waited for him to get home and then we went back to the BBQ for about a half an hour. We left to get the devotions printed and made it to feast a few minutes before. I went in to give them the devotions, and they had already done their own. I was a little offended. They said they weren't able to get ahold of me, but i put my phone number on the paper and hadn't missed a single calll. No one really tried to get ahold of me. Everyone has my number or my dads number who has mnine They basically assumed I was going to forget and just didn't even bother to talk to me about it. They said they'll use the devotions another time, but I finished them whenb I could have been doing something else. Anyways, we stayed at the BBQ until 10:30 or 11:00. Aaron was PERFECT He was social and not clingy, and affectionate, and just all around wondeful. :) I just got up at like 2:30. Something about this house makes me sleep forever. Its kinda creepy. I never want to get up for work or anything and I don't wake up if I don't set an alarm. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I took TONS of pictures, well, some. So, I will post them on my pics site eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Rachel called me yesterday morning and she is a homeowner, a real once, b/c the home is actually already on land, etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-6710253801012268345?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/6710253801012268345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=6710253801012268345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/6710253801012268345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/6710253801012268345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2007/06/leslees-bbq.html' title='Leslee&apos;s BBQ'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-2157806960456486972</id><published>2007-06-22T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T23:03:40.357-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Months is a little excessive</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry I haven't posted in 3 months. I figured no one was really reading it anyways. But still, not an excuse for my laziness. So, lets see, lots and lots and lots of new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I've moved. I went to fairbanks for a weekend and came back on sunday night and my apartment door had been kicked down and alot of my boyfriends stuff got stolen. My new place is in a nice neighborhood and its way bigger than my old place. More expensive too. Its 2.5 bedrooms 1 bath, big living room/dining room, small kitchen with w/d and a yard and our own driveway we can fit 3 vehicles in easily. The living room/dining room and kitchen has wood floors and the rest of the place has really cushy carpets. It has TONS of cabinet space. Its a duplex so only one neighbor to worry about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I've been promoted and given a raise. Last time I posted Leslee was out of town for a week or so. I got my chance to be in charge and shine. It was definatly worth it. They relized how much they need Leslee and promoted her to this position they made up for her. She kinda does a mix of follow up on everyone else's things and taking care of unhappy customers (which she is really good at). She ends up having more work than most people because they don't do their own work and she has to follow up with it. :P When she got her own office I got her desk at the front desk (as the lead receptionist). FOr a while we were trying to hire a assistant for me, but the ones they tried to hire sucked. The eventually just gave up, and now its dead so we don't need the second person as much. There was so much turnover for a short while cause of all the changes that I am the third longest running person there in the front office (and the second longest is leaving soon too). So its leslee, than me. They trust me with ALOT now. So, I finally asked for a raise. First time i've done that EVER! I was SO SCARED! But they gave me one. $1 an hour more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I had to get rid of the ccats. They weren't allowed at the new apartment. I'm super bummed about it, but it will be okay. We found this nice family to take them. I will miss them tons. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) My computer broke so I don't get to check my email as often. I am going to get a new one once my inheritance comes in, but until then I'm using Aaron's. I need to get the informaton of the hard drive, but that is going to be super expensive. I have lost tons of my pictures and music and information until then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) My Uncle on my mom's side passed away a while ago. I cannot find where I mentioned it so I"m not sure if I did. We weren't too close so I'm not devestated, but its still sad. Anyways, he got alot of the inheritance from my grandparents when they died a long time ago, and he had me in his will. I was kinda suprised considering I havent spoken to him since I was a little kid, but he had my brothers and my mom too. So, depending on how much the house sells for I'll be getting a portion, so if you hear me talking about my inheritnace thats what I mean. The first thing I'm going to do is pay off my debt, Pay the huququllah on it, and pay taxed on it. Then I want to set aside some for emergancies to put in a savings account. The rest, if I have enough left, I might buy a brand new truck. We'll see thought. As long as I get enough for the first three, I will be ore than happy. It will be nice to be debt free. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the main things. I just got back from Louisville for my Cousin Nadia's wedding. It was alot of fun, getting to see famiy, etc. I am still unpacking and decorating. I tried to do my yard yesteday and got blisters and only got half done. Aaron mowed and i raked and watered the lawn. I have feast this saturday and I have to do the devotions for it and I have a BBQ before and after feast with people from work. So I am super busy, but I took the time tonight to upload all my new pictures onto my pictures website (see link on the right) and to email a few to people who requested them. Other than that nothing much else for now. If you want to hear more updates, let me know cause I hate writing on this thing for no one to read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-2157806960456486972?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/2157806960456486972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=2157806960456486972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/2157806960456486972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/2157806960456486972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2007/06/3-months-is-little-excessive.html' title='3 Months is a little excessive'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-7954114257763550230</id><published>2007-03-17T08:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-17T08:42:38.760-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Regular Update'/><title type='text'>Happy St Patricks Day!</title><content type='html'>Hope everyone is having fun and being safe this St Patty's Day. The only thing I love about St Patty's Day is the wearing green part. I hate the pinching thing, but I love wearing all kinds of green all over. Its just fun. I bought cupcakes for work Friday for it also. Hope everyone liked them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, work has been awesome since Tuesday. Leslee is out of town, so I have been the only person up front, and although I have a stack of work that never seems to get done, I love that I am busy and that people are trusting me with bigger responsibilities and seem to be appreciating the work I do. I"m not sure if I was just overshadowed by Leslee before, or if there was something else, but now even the boss says I'm doing good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They even trusted me with taking care of JC's customers while he was out of town for a day or two. That was nice. I kind of enjoyed having my own customers to talk to. I was lucky though that no one got really mad at me. Sometimes people get mad when their vehicle isn't done on time, and there were a few I had to call and tell them their vehicle wouldn't be done on Friday, and JC would have to call them monday to tell them why. Some people get mad when you don't have all the information for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to work today too, half in parts and half up front. Parts is a mess. I guess the dealers delivered a lot more than normal or something, and Danni has been in Fairbanks helping out, so the parts room is more packed than I've ever seen it. Danni is back though, so hopefully we will be able to get alot of them recieved. I hope I have time to get my stack done too. That would be nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another nice thing about being so busy at work is that I'm making tons of money. I'm working 8 hours a day, usually 3-4 hours of OT a day on top of that (because sometimes I will work from 7:30-7:30, and now I"m working today at LEAST 9-3. Even all that is a plus for them because they are paying me for all that, but they aren't paying Leslee anything. So it actually is cheaper for them. The downside to all this is that I get home at like 8pm every night, and have to be at work at 7:15 in the morning, plus I"m fasting so I cannot eat until 7pm, and I'm usually at work then, so I don't eat dinner until after 8 because I still have to go home and cook. Then, I'll eat dinner, and want to go right to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the Fast, it is going well. I am very proud of myself because I stopped drinking soda during the fast. So far I have been successful, except about 3 days. :) I haven't been taking a lunch at work because Juli said she's rather not watch the front desk if I don't mind not taking one and I told her that it doesn't matter if I take one because I'm not eating anyway. So it works out for everyone. I might want to take on next Thursday and Friday though. We'll see. I think I've lost weight. I had pants that used to kinda pop open at one of the buttons because I didn't fit in them too well, and now they stay closed all the time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, other than work and the fast, the only thing left is Aaron and My Cats. Aaron is doing well. His parents just moved back onto base, which is annoying, but their new house is gorgeous. It is brand new and no one has ever lived in it. As far as the Cats, they are annoying as ever, but I still love them. They are both over a year now. (they have been since I bought them though. although they told me they were 5 and 7 months.) The one weird thing they do is they will play in the kennel I use to take them to the vet. If I put them in it, and they know they are going to the vet, they tear me up (I already have about 6 DEEEP scratches to prove it, all from on incident!), but if I leave it on the floor, they will play in it and sit in it. I even started using it at night when snowpaws is scratching stuff. She still goes in without a fight. Silly Cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've got to get to work. I want to be there before 9:00. I really enjoy being to work early recently. I get there at 7:15 and it gives me time to make the coffee and get everything started and open, without having to do it between customers. I hope everyone else is doing well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-7954114257763550230?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/7954114257763550230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=7954114257763550230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/7954114257763550230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/7954114257763550230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-st-patricks-day.html' title='Happy St Patricks Day!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-838707917552430511</id><published>2007-03-13T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T23:37:04.769-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Big Town'/><title type='text'>Only in Alaska....</title><content type='html'>You know you are in Alaska when you go to a concert, and while the band is singing one of their biggest songs, a random guy in regular jeans and a t-shirt goes up on stage, bends over to fix something, and flashes butt crack to the entire crowd, and no one cares. So, to start from the beginning, I was at work and it was CRAZY because Leslee is leaving for a week and a half and she has a HUGE project she has to finish before she leaves the day after tomorrow. She went in the back room so no one would bother her. I had to man the front desk alone. It was pretty crazy. I really hope I can not only handle the week and a half without her, but that I can shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note is that my boss talked to me before I left work at 7pm and when he talked to me it sounded like he wasn't disappointed in me. Something about I was doing good. I don't know how he put it that made me feel better. Oh well, whatever it was he said made it not as bad. Not HORRIBLE, but not as bad, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Leslee was so busy with her project that she said she couldn't make it to the concert. She had free tickets from somewhere, and asked if I wanted them. She said she was sure she couldn't go, so I took them. Its funny because she left before me, but I have a feeling she is the kinda person that has to go home and get all ready before she goes out. I went in my work clothes and Aaron went in his Lithia clothes. (another thing you see in Alaska all the time). So, the concert started AT 8 almost exactly. It started with some we hadn't heard of. Apparently an opening act. He kinda sucked, and when he played Johnny Cash's "Ghost Riders in the Sky" and the crowd was supposed to sing back "yipie Kai yay" and like 3 people did it hte first time. After that, everyone else did it, but everyone else consisted of about 1000 people at the most in a place that fits 5000. (probably partially because it is a TUESDAY NIGHT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about a half an hour of crap, they took a half an hour break where they turned on the lights and changed the stage. Instead of going straight into the the main act, we all had to sit there for another half an hour. If I had known that, we would have gone home to change and showed up at the concert at 9pm. We only stayed until 9:45 because I have to work early tomorrow. It was kinda fun, but not all that great. I'm glad I didn't pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that bugs both Aaron and I about concerts, is those people who get so into it that they invade everyone else's space. We were watching a person in about the 3rd or 4th row from the front who would stand up and clap, so no one else could see, and then would bounce back and forth running into people. Oh well, at least we were far away from them. Anyways, it was exciting getting to the concert because it was exciting expecting a lot. It was okay, in the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-838707917552430511?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/838707917552430511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=838707917552430511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/838707917552430511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/838707917552430511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2007/03/only-in-alaska.html' title='Only in Alaska....'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-9103184998487518491</id><published>2007-03-12T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T18:26:09.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressing About Work</title><content type='html'>So, the most recent update of my life would have to be titled "Stressing about Work". Basically, I love my job. I love the environment for the most part, I love alot of the people I work with. one of the things I really like about it is that They are very understanding of emergancies. If some emergancy comes up and I have to miss work, everyone understands and it is okay that I"m not there, unlike other jobs I've had. I was loving work more than ever up until the other day. The production Manager that came from fairbanks to help out, who became production manager, became general manager on the 1st. I am not sure if he just doesn't like me, doesn't think I"m doing a good job, or it isn't anything, but I am not enjoying work since he took over. He has told me not to talk to insurance companies (which is half of our business) and then the next day not to talk to customers (which is the other half). Now, I am reduced to answering the phone and transferring or taking messages. I can do a few other simple tasks, such as a little bit of data entry or filing, but other than that, nothing. Because of that, I don't have nearly as much to do. I was busy today, but I not only finished my pile of things from Friday, but I also went through a book of people to call and schedule and left a message for evrey single one. So, tomorrow, if leslee leaves stuff for me to do, I will have enough to do before I go to lunch, and then after that, nothing. I hate doing nothing. The worst thing about all of this is that I hate that they don't think I'm going a good job. I figure the only reason they would not let me do things I had been doing for a while is because I"m not doing a good enough job. I hate feeling like that. Thats one of the worst things in a work environment for me, if feeling like they think I'm doing a bad job. So, I stress about that all the time. My "Supervisor" (or the other receptionist basically) keeps saying that I have to learn the basics, and not to take it personally, but I wasn't aware that I didn't have the basics down. I thought I was doing good. I was apparently mistaken. She also goes on and on about how it takes time and I haven't been there for very long. When I started there, she had been there for 8 or 9 months. She was already practically in charge of the whole place (and this is 8 or 9 months total between both the chaz's cause she mentioned she started at the other one. I have been there a little more than half the time she was when I started, and I"m nothing but a switchboard. So, yes, I'm stressing. I don't know if expectations are higher here, or if I'm different, but I used to be the favorite of every workplace. Everywhere I worked I exceeded expectations, and they gave me glowing references and they loved me. Ever since I moved to Anchorage, every job has had such high expectations for me that I was pushing myself to do my best harder than I ever had before, and it still wasn't good enough. Thats tough for me to accept, that my best isn't good enough. Aaron's really sweet saying he's sure i'm a great employee and he's sure that they like me. Other than him and his family, he's the only one. Everyone who seems me work doesn't seem to feel the same way. They just don't say anything one way or the other. Anyways, enough about that. My cats are the most annoying pets in the world. Too bad I love them so much. They scratch up everything, they run everywhere day and night and that make as much noise as two toddlers in the middle of the night when you are trying to sleep. Its insane! Thats pretty much all of my life. We'll see how its going down the road. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-9103184998487518491?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/9103184998487518491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=9103184998487518491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/9103184998487518491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/9103184998487518491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2007/03/stressing-about-work.html' title='Stressing About Work'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-7658678617452126161</id><published>2007-03-12T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T11:57:42.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol</title><content type='html'>I only have a few moments to post, so I am going to do a quick post and do a real post another time, eventually. So I don't know who all watches american idol that reads this. I usually don't, but this year, I was watching hte tryouts, which is what I usually watch, and there was this kid that I thought was awesome. Him and his sister were these little middle eastern kids and they both seemed like really good, moral kids. I liked them so much, i decided to watch until they got kicked off. I think the girl got kicked off right away. The boy, isn't really a very great singer. So, the funny part is, that he is still on. They are down to the top 12 right now, and america has voted off some awesome singers and kept this kid on who is an okay singer, but a great, positive kid. He seems more shocked than anyone every time they don't send him home. I wondering if this is a change in the way american's are thinking? Are they now more concerend with personality and morals than with a skill that a person has? I sure hope so. I would vote for him too if I voted for anyone. Anyone else have any thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-7658678617452126161?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/7658678617452126161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=7658678617452126161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/7658678617452126161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/7658678617452126161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2007/03/american-idol.html' title='American Idol'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-117116710969769007</id><published>2007-02-10T19:04:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T19:11:49.756-09:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday party!</title><content type='html'>So, I had a very nice birthday party. Aaron bought a cake for me, and I cooked taco's for aaron's family and him and I. I got very nice presents from my parents, his family and Aaron. Aaron got me a digital camera. :D I have lots of pictures of my cats now. I will post them soon. :D We went to bed pretty early cause I was SOO tired. I hadn't gotten a lunch that day and left work so late! Anyways. Friday night Aaron and I went to his friends Spencer's house. He got a new big tv, and a new coffee table. He bought us pizza and Him, Us and their friend Eric and his girlfriend all watched a movie. It was alot of fun. We haven't done a group thing like that in a little while. I miss doing stuff like taht all the time. :P I worked today also (saturday) and got alot done in the parts department. I like coming in to help forrest catch up.&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it for me for a while. Rachel sent me a birthday and valentines day card, which was really sweet of her. :D I think thats it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-117116710969769007?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/117116710969769007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=117116710969769007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/117116710969769007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/117116710969769007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-birthday-party.html' title='My birthday party!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-117090861101528135</id><published>2007-02-07T19:11:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T19:23:31.030-09:00</updated><title type='text'>My Hospital Visit - not for the faint of stomach!</title><content type='html'>So, recently I've been having a problem with my ears. They were feeling stuffed up, like there was too much wax in them. I always felt like I had to pop my ears. I ignored it, but I was going to get it taken care of (basically get them irrigated) as soon as I could. My insurance just kicked in on the 1st. Last night, they were annoying, and Aaron had suggested that I let water run into my ear next time I was taking a shower, and then shake my head. Well, I misunderstood him, and let it run RIGHT into my ear canal, and it actually made it worse. By the time I got out of the shower, I couldn't hear out of my right ear. Its a really weird feeling. Aaron suggested agian (ever so helpful) to sleep on that sad so it would drain out while I was sleeping. No such luck. I woke up this morning thinking my alarm was on my left, when it was on my right because I cannot hear out of my right ear.&lt;br /&gt;I decided to go to the emergancy room to get it taken care of. Aaron was very sweet and took off work to take me to the emergancy room. It was okay, until I was getting it taken care of. instead of starting with irrigating, the doctor stuck a "scoop" into my ear and tried to scrape out the earwax. It hurt like crazy. After about 3 or 4 times, she decided to irrigate them. The nurse came in to irrigate, and she did, but she also scooped and it still hurt. There was so much ear wax in there, it was really gross. On the plus side, they told me how to clean out my ears, which I didn't know how to do. My ears still hurt a little&lt;br /&gt;Since they were still hurting pretty bad afterwards, i went home and took a nap. Work called, and i woke up and realized my ears didn't hurt as much, so I went to work. I'm glad its better because I hate that feeling of having wax in my ears. Now they are better, but hurt a little because of the scooping. So, for now, thats about it. My cats are good. I have a disposable camera that I'm taking pictures of the cats with. I will post those when they are developed. They are alot more friendly. One is only friendly because Aaron got it to come out of its shell almost right away. The shy one (lynn) is still pretty shy, but will sleep with me, and let me pet her and sometimes come visit me. Shes funny.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, its my birthday tomorrow. I already have had a few people wish me happy birthday online. Thats nice of them. :D I have presents here from my dad (a small one on top of the cats), my mom, and Aaron's parents. I will try to check my mail tomorrow to see if there is anything else. I think I am cooking dinner for Aaron's parents. That might be fun. Oh, and I told Boston's I wasn't going to be able to work until it is dry again, so like april or may. I told them I'd see if they had anything for me when I was ready. So this sunday is my last day there for while. It will be nice to have sunday's off. I told my work I could work Saturdays for them now.&lt;br /&gt;THATS ALL FOLKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-117090861101528135?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/117090861101528135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=117090861101528135' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/117090861101528135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/117090861101528135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-hospital-visit-not-for-faint-of.html' title='My Hospital Visit - not for the faint of stomach!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-117004892423883887</id><published>2007-01-28T20:34:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T20:35:24.240-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Lynn - My favorite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2782/898/1600/696683/Lynn%20and%20the%20Fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2782/898/400/130351/Lynn%20and%20the%20Fish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2782/898/1600/414307/Lynn%20and%20Scratching%20Post.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2782/898/400/65305/Lynn%20and%20Scratching%20Post.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here are two pictures of Lynn. One of her watching the Fish, intently, and the other of her playing with the new scratching post!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-117004892423883887?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/117004892423883887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=117004892423883887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/117004892423883887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/117004892423883887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2007/01/lynn-my-favorite.html' title='Lynn - My favorite'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-117004883364426980</id><published>2007-01-28T20:32:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T20:33:53.656-09:00</updated><title type='text'>My Two Kitties</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2782/898/1600/523785/My%202%20Cats.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2782/898/400/473011/My%202%20Cats.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my two kitties. The black and white one is SnowPaws and the Gray and Tan one is Lynn. Hope you like them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-117004883364426980?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/117004883364426980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=117004883364426980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/117004883364426980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/117004883364426980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-two-kitties.html' title='My Two Kitties'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-117001488168557623</id><published>2007-01-28T10:41:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T11:08:01.740-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the Family</title><content type='html'>So, i figured I should post because I have two new additions to the family here at my house. I have not one, but two cats. They are a birthday gift from my dad. He bought them and most of their supplies. I would love to post the picture from my phone onto my blog that I have of both of them, but my bluetooth isn't working and I can't seem to figure out how to get Aaron's cord to work either. I'll describe them for you. One looks just like my older cat marie. She is black with white paws and some other white spots on her. The second is a tortise shell cat (where they have tons of different colors all over) but she is not the darker kind that you usually see (black and brown), but more of a gray/tan. She has alot of shades of gray and shades of tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Aaron is still deciding on a name for the black and white one. It came to us as "cookie" but Aaron REALLY wanted to name one, and he likes her better because she is more outgoing. So far he's come up with a few different names, but I like Snowpaws best. The other cat came to us as "toni" (which they pronoucned tawney, which was they picked because there was a girl and a boy and they wanted their names to be similar.) I wasn't too fond of that one, so I'm naming her lynn. Any guesses why? Lynn is a little more shy. She runs when I try to pick her up (she has only lived her for less than 24 hours though). Once I do pick her up, if I put her on her tummy she'll stay with me for quite sometime. She is getting braver and braver, but she's still pretty shy. Aaron loves the other one because she'll play with him and come to him when he's sitting or laying down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for a current poll. I'm trying to decide if I want to declaw them or not. I wasn't going to because the girl who sold them to me said that they will scratch a scratching post and not everything else. Then I had my run in the corner of my room and last night when I was going to sleep, one of them started scratching it. This is my $150 rug that my ex boyfriend got me. Its gorgeous and expensive so I don't take kindly to it being torn up. I moved it to my closet and one of them started to scratch it again. I now have it above my cabinets in hte kitchen. I was going to declaw them asap. I called the vet that Aaron's friend's ex girlfriend works and they gave me an estimate of $300 just for the declawing. I cannot afford that x2, plust they still need lukemia shots and one needs rabies shots and one needs their earmites gotten rid of. The lukemia and rabies isn't very expensive, but the declawing was. Aaron said that that place is REALLY expensive, but the rest of the places are closed, so I can't get any more quotes. I looked online and seemed to come up with about $200, which I also cannot afford x2. I also looked online and read about how people say its inhumane. I haven't decided on that yet. I want opinions from my many readers (LOL) about whether or not I should declaw them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for other news, not much else is happening. I am working about 9 or more hours a day every day, and then sundays at boston's for about 9. This weekend I worked saturday at Chaz in the parts department. I've been working in the parts department all week, and I'm tired of it. I kinda like it, but I miss my old job alot. They are training the new girl for the wasilla store. She's not really all that good, in my opinion, but if she works out then good for them! Either way, while they are training her, I have no desk. :( So i'm doing manual labor in the parts department, on my feet all day and moving around big boxes, but having to do it carefully because we don't want to damage the parts. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last night I went to Aaron's Employee Appreciation Party. He got home and said, "are we going to this thing" and I said I needed to take a shower first and look nice. Well, he said that he wouldn't wait for that and if I wanted to go, I would have to leave right then, and he would go without me if I wasn't going to go. So I got up and threw up my  hair and changed to a nice shirt. I got there and about %75 of the people were dressed up in dresses and with hair all done up. Some guys were wearing suits, but alot were wearing nice button up shirts with ties. Aaron even has a nice button up shirt with a tie he could have worn. We picked it out for him for xmas. I felt so crappy because all the girls at my table looked really nice, but I looked like crap. At least one of the guys was wearing a sweater. The others were wearing button up shirts at least. One was wearing a suit. I was kinda embarresed that I hadn't dressed up. This was also their first impression of me. :( Oh well, can't change it now. I really appreciate aaron taking me though. :D It was fun. My employee party will suck because his co-workers are funny and alot of fun, and mine are okay, but not all that much fun. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today I need to do some laundry and go get nametags for the cats. They also need collars. So, I will take lots of pictures and then post them. My other thing I had wanted, besides cats, for my birthday, was a digital camera. I wish I had that even more now. I guess my phone iwll have to do for now. I'll try to keep posting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-117001488168557623?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/117001488168557623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=117001488168557623' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/117001488168557623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/117001488168557623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2007/01/welcome-to-family.html' title='Welcome to the Family'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-116784262260280315</id><published>2007-01-03T07:33:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T21:36:55.630-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Old, but important, news</title><content type='html'>So, I keep running around like crazy, so I never seem to have time to post. The only reason I have time now is because my apartment complex never plows. Okay, so yes 6 inches of snow would be hard to get out either way, but I honestly think if they plowed like the promised when I signed my lease, then I wouldn't have all this trouble, because where most people are fighting with 6 inches, I'm fighting with that 6, plus the 10 or so from last week. So, I am waiting for Aaron to get back from work to pull me out. Its sweet that he left work just so he could come get me out. Good Boyfriend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the old, but important news. Rachel, my Best Friend, had a wonderful christmas eve. Her boyfriend of like 8-ish years proposed to her. So she is getting married. Not until 2008 though. Aaron and I think she is very patient with alot of things. So, thats good news. I'm very very very excited, not only for her, but for me because I've never been "IN" a wedding, just attended them. In other wedding news, apparently my cousin Nadia is getting married also. I don't know anything about the guy or anything, but my dad and I are going to go to the wedding together this summer. I can't wait because I'll also get to see this Baha'i Temple in Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other great news. My dad said he got a letter for me from Haifa, Israel. I will get to go on pilgrimage in 2008 sometime. I'm very excited for that. I need to save up $1500 to go before then, (after I pay my dad back of course). He's sending me the letter so I have it myself with all the options of when. I'm glad I get to pick so it doesn't conflict with Rachel's wedding cause that would suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, not much new news to report. I'm still working at Boston's about 1 day a week. Sometimes other employees call and ask me to work for them, but other than that, its just 1 day a week. My book 4 has probably 3 classes left. We only have 1 class worth of bookwork left, and then art and practice stuff. Thats exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it is later now. 9:30 the same day. Aaron called and he got me out of my spot. I went to work and a tech had to help push me out of my spot so I could go to lunch. Then, when I was leaving on the road I spun out and was facing backwards on the road. I didn't get hurt, but it was still a little scary. Then I ALMOST got stuck in the parking lot at work again, but just BARELY got out in time. Then I got stuck at home when I got here, and Aaron had to come downstairs and tow me out again. I put up signs in my apartment complex asking people to call alpine and complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I had SUCH a bad day today. I had my book 5 tonight, but I didn't go. I had to find my checkbook, pay rent, and then I was also so upset, that I wouldn't have been a good thing for me to be there. Oh well. I just want to go to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;GoodNight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-116784262260280315?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/116784262260280315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=116784262260280315' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/116784262260280315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/116784262260280315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2007/01/old-but-important-news.html' title='Old, but important, news'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-116630645245913564</id><published>2006-12-16T12:48:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T13:00:52.593-09:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess I could post something...</title><content type='html'>Sorry its been about a week. I was going to start blogging more often, but I just kept forgetting. So, lets see. I've been working at boston's for a while now. Its okay. I've only worked there 4 days so far I think. I've been working there 3 weeks. :P I have to work sunday again. Thats pretty much the only day I work. My paycheck was enough to buy the rest of Aaron's families xmas gifts. All I'll have left is Rachel and Aaron. Rachel I will buy yours after this sunday, if I make enough money. It may be late though, because I won't get to send it until Tuesday or so. If I can't afford it right then, then I will buy it later and send it back with bryce. Sorry. :( You were all early, and I am all late. :P Anyways, Aaron's gift I can pay for later they said at work. I'm going to get his snowmachine hood painted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had two things to do this morning. I had a employee meeting at bostons that was boring except for the bartender's daughter. She is adorable. Then I had to run to Chaz because I forgot to do something REALLY important on friday. I didn't clock in and just called a few people to remind them to drop off their vehicles. Then Aaron and I went to lunch at Red Robins. I'm going to go shopping for his dad's and sister's xmas gifts after he goes to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats about it, I think. I can't really think of anything else that I need to say. Oh well, talk to everyone later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-116630645245913564?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/116630645245913564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=116630645245913564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/116630645245913564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/116630645245913564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-guess-i-could-post-something.html' title='I guess I could post something...'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-116580040748986258</id><published>2006-12-10T16:25:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T16:26:47.503-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures Added</title><content type='html'>I just added a bunch of pictures to my pictures website. There is a link to the right to get to it. Most are new albums, but some albums have new pictures in them. Check them out. I will add more as I take more!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-116580040748986258?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/116580040748986258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=116580040748986258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/116580040748986258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/116580040748986258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/12/pictures-added.html' title='Pictures Added'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-116574210044061032</id><published>2006-12-09T23:17:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T00:15:00.763-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Jobs, Two Study Circles, and I'm still bored!</title><content type='html'>Sorry its been so long since I posted. I just usually play video games during my free time, instead of doing stuff I should be doing. I'm getting bored from the games I've been playing though, so now I hopefully won't get addicted to something else distracting. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, like the title says, I have 2 jobs now. I work at Chaz during the daytime (7:30-5:30 with a 2 hour lunch). I work at Boston's at least Sundays. I worked one thursday so far, and I was scheduled for this last wednesday but I had a study circle so I couldn't work. I told them that if they couldn't find anyone else, I could do it this week, but never after. They found someone else to work. I felt bad and didn't want them to think I wasn't a good person to have around cause I wasn't available, but they didn't seme to care. Thats good, because Study Circles are important to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also am in two study circles. &lt;em&gt;For those of you that don't know what a study circle is, "Study circles are regular gatherings of people interested in an in-depth and systematic study of the Baha'i Writings. The purpose of this study is to gain a deeper understanding of the Holy Word, to comprehend its meanings and to find ways to apply the Word to our lives through spiritual transformation and service to humanity. " I took that from a website about it, because its a better explanation than I could give.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one that I am in is on Monday nights. It is Book 4, which is about learning how to give presenations on the life of The Bab and Baha'u'llah. &lt;em&gt;(If you have questions about who they are, feel free to ask me.) &lt;/em&gt;Its a good group, only 5 of us. Its not my favorite book because history has never been my thing, but I really like the group. The second one is Book 5 on Wednesdays, which is learning how to animate junior youth study circles. I really like to material in this class. Its really interesting to me. So far, its been about how we want the junior youth to come out of the study circles. Its really helped me in my own life, because it reminds me about the standards God has for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I'm still bored the other nights. I have friday nights, all day saturday, some time on sunday, tuesday nights and sometimes thursday nights all free. I know for some people that doesn't sound like much, but it adds up. I want some social interaction. I don't really have many friends my age here. Of the Baha'is there are only a few Baha'i youth that I know well enough to hang out with, and people at Chaz are either older, or we aren't friends enough yet to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, we hung out with spencer (Aaron's friend) tonight. I invited him and his girlfriend to dinner, but she had to work, so he came alone. He seemed to feel the same as Aaron does about not going to do anything, but his girlfriend, he mentioned, always wants to hang out, like I do. I just always assumed that since they grew up in the valley they had a bunch of friends already. I guess she always bugs spencer to go hang out. Aaron said he had some fun, so I might invite them all to my house for dinner, or to something else, when they are both free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Spencer left, Aaron and I rented Family Guy, and while we were watching it, I was looking at this catalog, that I thought was a victoria secret catalog, but clothes. It turns out it was a Body Central catalog. They have this awesome fake suede jacket for like $34 (40 with shipping). They have another one thats bigger and for only $80. They both look pretty warm (not like winter gear warm, but warm enough for anchorage weather. I'm really excited. After work tomorrow I think I'm going to buy one. The jacket I have been wearing all the time is my leather jacket. Its not very warm though. :P This one look totally hip and is an awesome price. They have nice shirts for like $13.50 that look like victoria's secret's shirts. Check it out at &lt;a href="http://www.bodyc.com"&gt;http://www.bodyc.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to add some new pictures to my shutterfly pictures. Mostly of my old cat marie. My brother and his wife have her, but I'm going to steal all their pictures and put them on there. I told Aaron I want a camera for christmas (digital) because I love taking photos. Speaking of christmas gifts, I've already bought Aaron's mom and sister and Bryce Xmas gifts. I still have to buys Rachel's, Aaron's and his Dad's. After that, i'm saving up to pay my dad back with my extra job money. Also, in about February or March, after I pay my dad back, I'm going to get a cat or a dog. Votes on which? I want a dog usually, because I haven't ever had my own dog, and I really like dogs and they are very interactive. I want a cat because every time I look at Marie, I miss her and want another cat, and they are very low matenience. So, VOTE TODAY! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thats the latest update on my life. Any questions, feel free to comment. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-116574210044061032?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/116574210044061032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=116574210044061032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/116574210044061032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/116574210044061032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/12/two-jobs-two-study-circles-and-im.html' title='Two Jobs, Two Study Circles, and I&apos;m still bored!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-116164031954120378</id><published>2006-10-23T13:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T13:51:59.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick</title><content type='html'>Quick post because I only have 3 more minutes left of my LUNCH BREAK. Thats right... i have a lunch break. Do you know what that means? It means I have a job. YAY for me. Anyways, I took everyones advice and called back the next morning about the job at Chaz. Well, he called me back in the afternoon and told me that the person they had hired for the other store, had to be brought to their store because the guy she was replacing took his job back, so they couldn't hire me. Well, I went and pounded the pavement the very next day, applying for a few staffing agencies and jobs, etc. The next morning (Friday) Chaz called me back and said that she didn't work out, so they wanted to hire me. YAY. So now I work at Chaz. I have shirts that say so! I really like it. I like my co-workers, for the most part. I'm enjoying the work that as I learn it. I'll update more about it later, but for now just so you know I have a job. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-116164031954120378?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/116164031954120378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=116164031954120378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/116164031954120378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/116164031954120378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/10/quick.html' title='Quick'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-116111759690089718</id><published>2006-10-17T12:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T12:39:57.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Offer Dillema</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I got a job offer. It is working for Chaz Limited Collision Express. They are the same ones who did a great job on Aaron's car after Jackie smashed it. They ahve a really good reputation, and the office seems like a great place to work. Everyone seems generally friendly and happy to be there. He has several employee's who started in the entry level (such as detailer and receptionist) who have since moved up to better jobs in the company. I really like the environment, their mission, the type of work, etc. They seem really impressed with me. So, where's the dillema you ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only offered me $12 an hour. Now, this may seem like alot for alot of people, especially in fairbanks. Here, my bills (with food, gas and necessities) run $13/hour at a 40 hour/week job. My fixed bills every month are $1458 and my income if I only worked 40 hours at $12 an hour, after taxes, would be $1625.60 (or a bit more, like 1630). That only leaves about 160 for food and gas. I don't pay to eat out, Aaron's parents feed me almost regularly, and I don't drive around a lot (to eagle river once or twice a week, and to work every day, usually less than 5 miles away). Still, that is a really tight budget for food, gas and necessities (such as dish soap, or papertowels, etc.) I am going to talk to Aaron and see what he thinks. Since he eats over here a lot, I may be able to have him pay for the food, for the household. If that works, then I would probably be fine, but a tight budget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another positive is that during the winter, they ask for alot of overtime. I would only need to work 2.25 hours of overtime a week to make $13/hour and he said soemtimes during the winter, you will work an hour or so every day, and then on saturday also. That doesn't happen very often during the summer though, so thats the time I'm worried about. Also, they don't offer holiday pay. They offer medical, vacation, etc. though. Holiday's amount to $575 a year at $12/hour. I accounted that into my budget, when I said I get 1625 a month. That averages out those holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another positive is that he said if I deserve a raise after 3 weeks, then i'll get a raise after 3 weeks. Theres not specific evaluation time and they give raises. They also said alot of people get permoted in the company, so I could work there for a little while and then get a better paying job with them. Anyways, I really want this job, but I am worried about not being able to pay bills. What is everyone's advice. I know some people may point out that if Aaron and I break up, it will be harder, which I have taken into consideration. Hopefully, that won't happen, but if it does happen, winter is just around the corner right now, and Iwould have to save all the money I'd make on overtime for the summer, and just eat less. Anyways, opinions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-116111759690089718?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/116111759690089718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=116111759690089718' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/116111759690089718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/116111759690089718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/10/job-offer-dillema.html' title='Job Offer Dillema'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-116084722762128292</id><published>2006-10-14T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T09:33:47.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I guess its been a while</title><content type='html'>So, life just catches up with you I guess. It used to not as much because I didn't have a life. I guess I don't now either. Okay, so as of Friday, I'm jobless. I decided that I wasn't comfortable working for a place that encourages people to drink, whether Social/Responsible or not. They have alot of positive programs, but it just doesn't match with my values well. So, I am job hunting. I have had 3 interviews (one at a career fair for AkUSA, one for a realty company that the staffing agency set me up with, one for no real position, but I think she really liked me and wanted to find a place for me with them). I have also turned in some other applications and resumes. I have a few more applications to turn in also. Its been a little hard because my bills are so much that I have to make about $13 an hour to pay bills, and thats without buying anything except necessities (like food). Aaron got offered a job at Lithia, but as a Lube Tech. He says he may be able to work at Saturn as a Tech Assistant, which would be way better experience. He is going to have Lithia wait a little for him to decide, and ask Saturn, and if they go for it, then he will work for them, but if Saturn doesn't make it in time, he's not going to give up the lube tech job. Things are good for him. Its his mom's birthday today. My mom is coming to town tomorrow, so I am cleaning my house today, until we go to his mom's birthday. He is at class. Anyways, I'll try to remember to update on my job status. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-116084722762128292?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/116084722762128292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=116084722762128292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/116084722762128292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/116084722762128292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-i-guess-its-been-while.html' title='So, I guess its been a while'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115914562895569781</id><published>2006-09-24T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T16:53:48.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I guess I can update</title><content type='html'>So, I guess I should update. Life is going good. Home is nice. Its getting all settled. My room is still a mess, but I will get to cleaning it soon. My living room and kitchen is clean most of the time. The "dining room" or basically the area where my table is is still messy. Some of it is Aaron's stuff, and some is mine. My bathroom is really clean too. :D Its nice living by myself. No roommates to deal with. I know no one is doing drugs in my house because I'm the only one here. Thats really nice. :D I never smell weed anymore. Its wonderful. :P No one has even dented Aaron's truck even though there are about 60 apartments here. :P LOL! Anyways, I am in a nice routine. None of the drama that went on Daily at Boston's. Its awesome to just have little boring stories from work, get off work, watch one my 200 channels... hang out with Aaron, etc. I went to a Baha'i Reflection Meeting Saturday. It was really nice. I haven't been to anything like that for a while. I am starting a book 4 tutored by Maniksaq (for those of you who know him) Friday. I'm really excited. Its one of the only books I haven't done. The NEW book 5 is the only one left and they might be starting one soon. :D It will be nice to not only have something social every friday, but some Baha'i activity in my life. Right now I don't have alot of social activity because the only people I talk to here is Aaron, his family and Jordan sometimes. He has a few friends in class, but isn't ready to hang out with them outside of work. At work I don't get much social interaction because I work with one person, my boss. I see people every now and then, but none my age. They are all bar owners, all 30-40-50, etc. Its funny, I remember having so many Baha'i friends here a long time ago. I don't know what happened to them. LOL! Anyways, I'm going to hang out with Jordan today and I went to H2Oasis Saturday night and Saturday day I had the Baha'i Reflection Meeting, so I've had lots of social interaction this weekend. :D I'm feeling good about that. Anyways, so thats the update. I'm happy, work is okay (my boss thinks i"m a total idiot), money is going okay, spirituality is going okay, relationship is going okay. In general I don't have any problems. :P This is nice. :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115914562895569781?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115914562895569781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115914562895569781' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115914562895569781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115914562895569781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-guess-i-can-update.html' title='I guess I can update'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115811161919524594</id><published>2006-09-12T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T17:40:19.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not Confidential</title><content type='html'>Just wanted to say that there was nothing confidential in that post. I specifically checked it to make sure that there was nothing confidential. I took our the office I work for and the phone number, etc. Everything that I explained was my trials and tribulations with the company and were all things that could have happened to me as an individual if I wanted to try using Symantec Anti-Virus. If whoever commented wants to explain why it would be confidential, feel free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115811161919524594?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115811161919524594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115811161919524594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115811161919524594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115811161919524594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/09/not-confidential.html' title='Not Confidential'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115809389493407932</id><published>2006-09-12T12:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T12:45:33.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problems with Symantec? I can relate!</title><content type='html'>So, this is something I've been doing at work, for everyone who keeps asking me what I do at work. LOL! So, just a brief intro. This is a letter I wrote to Digital River. Digital River is the company that run's Symantec's website. Symantec asked them to hire a company from India to handle ALL the customer service. Basically, my boss tried to renew her Anti-Virus 7/12. When she renewed it, she mailed a check to where they told her, and made out to who they told her to. Then, the check wasn't cleared until 8/7. They never sent her a confirmation code to renew her anti-virus. She has a temporary one now. I finally got ahold of someone besides this company in india, and this is the letter I wrote to them (at their request).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Judy Alexander:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for&lt;br /&gt;your help with this issue. Enclosed is a copy of our cleared check and the order&lt;br /&gt;confirmation page. Listed below are the times that I personally have contacted&lt;br /&gt;the Customer Service in India regarding this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*I first spoke&lt;br /&gt;with a representative on 8/30/06. The representative told me that he saw that&lt;br /&gt;they had receieved my check, but it hadn’t been processed yet. He said if we had&lt;br /&gt;not received an e-mail confirmation by 8/31/06, to call back and ask for the&lt;br /&gt;“higher authorities.”&lt;br /&gt;*I spoke with a different representative on 8/31/06. I&lt;br /&gt;asked immediately to speak with the “higher authorities.” I was told I would be&lt;br /&gt;able to speak with them, but to let the representative know the problem so they&lt;br /&gt;could give that information to their supervisor before he/she spoke with me. I&lt;br /&gt;gave them the information they asked for. The representative told me that he saw&lt;br /&gt;the problem, and there was no need to speak with the supervisor. He said that&lt;br /&gt;they have our check, and it has been cashed, but it hasn’t been “processed” yet.&lt;br /&gt;He offered me a 15-day trail version of the anti-virus software we ordered, and&lt;br /&gt;said that it would defiantly be taken care of within the week.&lt;br /&gt;*We did not&lt;br /&gt;receive the confirmation code as promised within the week. I called again asking&lt;br /&gt;to speak with a supervisor. Again the representative tried to solve my problem&lt;br /&gt;without going to the supervisor. When I insisted I speak with a supervisor, they&lt;br /&gt;put me on hold. The representative came back on the line and told me they had&lt;br /&gt;spoken with their supervisor, and assured me that the problem would be taken&lt;br /&gt;care of. I insisted again to actually speak with the supervisor. She told me the&lt;br /&gt;supervisor would say the same thing, and I insisted again to speak with them.&lt;br /&gt;The supervisor told me that they were forwarding it to the accounting&lt;br /&gt;department. I asked if I could speak with them directly. The supervisor again&lt;br /&gt;assured me that it would be taken care of. I had to ask several times for the&lt;br /&gt;phone number of the people he was forwarding it to. Eventually, I was told that&lt;br /&gt;they did not have a phone number for that department. They only had an e-mail&lt;br /&gt;address. He insisted that he would follow up, although when I asked him how he&lt;br /&gt;planned to follow up if all he had was an e-mail address, he just repeated that&lt;br /&gt;he’d follow up on it.&lt;br /&gt;*I was contacted by someone (also in India) named&lt;br /&gt;Jacob. He asked me the same questions my boss had given answers for twice. I&lt;br /&gt;gave him the information, and he thanked me.&lt;br /&gt;*I looked online for a phone&lt;br /&gt;number for Symantec. I got an operator for their headquarters in California. She&lt;br /&gt;gave me a number that she thought was for Digital River. It directed me again to&lt;br /&gt;India, to the same representatives. I eventually looked at Digital River’s&lt;br /&gt;annual report and found a phone number at the bottom. I called and spoke with a&lt;br /&gt;receptionist, who was extremely helpful. She gave me a phone number for the&lt;br /&gt;Manager of Customer Service and Accounts Receivable. She transferred me to&lt;br /&gt;Accounts Receivable, and Judy Alexander was extremely helpful also. She asked me&lt;br /&gt;for all the information I’ve listed here, and a copy of the cleared check, and&lt;br /&gt;said she would find out what was happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have any&lt;br /&gt;questions, feel free to contact me. My time zone is the Alaska Time Zone (a&lt;br /&gt;separate time zone one hour later than the west coast). I am available Monday&lt;br /&gt;through Friday 8am-12pm and 1pm-5pm. Please accept my sincerest thanks for&lt;br /&gt;assisting me with this problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evelyna Caldwell&lt;br /&gt;Administrative&lt;br /&gt;Assistant&lt;a href="mailto:ancharrasst@gci.net"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was fun. I've spent so much time on it. She's probably spent twice as much as she spent on the product paying me to fix it. Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115809389493407932?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115809389493407932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115809389493407932' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115809389493407932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115809389493407932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/09/problems-with-symantec-i-can-relate.html' title='Problems with Symantec? I can relate!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115795238426762082</id><published>2006-09-10T20:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T21:26:24.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry So Long</title><content type='html'>Okay, sorry its been so long. I've just been busy with work and unpacking. I usually try to blog on the weekends, but last weekend my mom was here, so I didn't get to. So, update... I'm getting into a nice regular schedule. Is pretty nice to have a regularity to my life. Even though its kinda boring, its nice that there isn't all this craziness every day. I have been thinking more and more about getting a second job. I got my first paycheck Friday. It was for $13.50 an hour, even though it was supposed to be $13, but thats not only okay, but good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I calculated my bills, I went for yearly, instead of monthly. So months that I only get 4 paychecks (1 check a week), I am making just enough for my bills. If I get 5 checks, I have extra money. Well, since there is only 4 extra checks a year, that means I would have to save the extra checks and budget them, which I have trouble with. At first I was thinking of waitressing. I might, but thats alot of work, and usually they need you for more than two days a week, and you have to work Weekend nights if you do work only a couple days a week. I started thinking about working at a coffee shop instead. That would be fun, cause I liked it before. I have to see what days I'm available outside of work first. There are days at my job where I may have to work outside of 8-5, so I need to know what days they would usually be, so I don't work those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Yesterday (saturday) was mine and Aaron's 1 year anniversary. It sucked, but today was better. I got up early Saturday and went shopping with Nava for work clothes. That was good to not only spend time with Nava, but also I got some really good clothes. So Aaron went to class while I was doing that, and went to lunch with his parents, etc. Once we both got back to my apartment, we were going to go to H2Oasis. I was REALLY excited cause it would make the day really different because it was such a special day. Well, H2Oasis wasn't open, they were closed for Maitenence. We were very sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung out at my apartment watching this STUPID show all day until late, after dinner. We then went to dinner at a Chineese Restaurant. We had planned on cooking a steak dinner together. That was special too, but I didn't have a broiler pan, so we didn't do that either. We went to Wal-Mart and then to the Dimond Mall. Aaron got me a cell phone cover. I was pretty sad because it was such a big event, and he got me a gift I would get for a vauge friend for their birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was way better. We woke up REALLY late, which was nice. We went to lunch, shopping at WalMart and Office Max and the PX/Commisary. What made it better, was that we spent all day looking at Printers. Aaron had one he had gotten for free, but it had broken the other day. I wanted to surprise him, so when we found one that was a good price, I bought it for him. He was surprised, and seemed happy about it. He said he felt bad because he didn't get me anything expensive. It was a nice chance to talk to him about how I had been feeling. I think he got the idea, and he said that my cell phone cover was only part of my gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent a little time with his mom, and then rented a movie and came home to watch it. Thats what we are doing now. He spent a little time setting up his printer, which he seemed to have fun with. He printed some pictures on the picture paper they gave us with the computer. He printed a picture of himself for me, and a picture of me for himself. I put a speaking bubble on the picture of me, that said I love you Aaron. Anyways, I am so glad that Aaron and I are still together, and i hope we are together for many more 1 year anniversaries. I really love him, and he makes me so happy. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115795238426762082?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115795238426762082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115795238426762082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115795238426762082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115795238426762082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/09/sorry-so-long.html' title='Sorry So Long'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115686832944995762</id><published>2006-08-29T08:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T08:18:49.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>So, I have to be at work in 50 minutes, so not much time to talk. I just wanted to tell everyone about work. I like my desk, and the office. I had alot of work to do in the beginning, although she seemed to be giving it to me slowly, whenever I would finish something, and hand it to her, there would be another. ALot of stuff was waiting on someone else. I even did filing today. After I got back from lunch, she was gone and had left me a list of to-do. I finished all of it except the part waiting on people in a few seconds. I even prepared those parts, like the fax I had to send once I heard from someone else. I kinda sat there for a while. When she came back, and after I had finished the whole list, she said that there wasn't anything else for then, so to look through the e-mails to learn about things, so I would at least recognize things when she mentioned them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after work I went to Aaron's parents house. I love his parents house (well, hanging out there, not the place! :P), but I need to spend less time there. I am not getting ANY unpacking done because we spend all evening there until 9 or 10 and then I get home and watch a bit of TV and go to bed. :( Oh well, I'm off to work at the golf course today for the golf tournament to raise money for us. This should be fun. Meeting legislatures and stuff. :D Theres a state rep going to be there at least, I know. Not as cool as Nava getting to drive Oprah Winfrey, Bill Gates and Matt Lauer to a funeral, but still cool for me. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115686832944995762?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115686832944995762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115686832944995762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115686832944995762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115686832944995762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/08/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115677638586332250</id><published>2006-08-28T06:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T06:46:25.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the "Big City" Finally!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so sorry I haven't posted in a few days. Thursday night i spent packing and getting last minute stuff done. I knew we both wouldn't get done until midnight or later, and we had to leave town at 4, so we would get 3, maybe 3.5 hours of sleep. I figured it would be easier to do what we usually do, which is just drive down there and sleep once we are there. Aaron thought we should have slept before we left, but let me have my way. I got all the way to Nenana before I told Aaron that I couldn't drive anymore because I would fall asleep and crash. I had trouble halfway there already, and I knew I couldn't keep it up much longer. He was pretty irritated because he would have rather slept at home in a bed than in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a couple hour nap, we started driving again. He flung a rock and made a HUGE chip in my windshield. I got mad at him right wasilla because he passed some people, and I couldn't because it was raining and hard to see, and I couldn't see him anymore. We got over it though. :D In wasilla the lady at the staffing agency (Margo) called and said my boss had called. I was supposed to be at work at 1 (it was 10 when we were in wasilla), but my boss told me I could come in monday instead, because she heard the roads were bad and didn't want me to get hurt. It was really nice. I'm glad she did because I would have been really stressed out if I had to work friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to town and went straight to the apartment. I filled out the lease, got my keys, etc. It all took quite a while, as usual, but finally we got to go up to my apartment. I get there and it was definatly not finished being cleaned, and there was quite a bit of furniture in there. I went back to Autumn (the girl who I signed my lease with) and she told me she'd get housekeeping right away, and she was sorry (it had been checked as done). I also asked her about the furniture. She said she'd send maitenence to come pick it up. I told her that if they were just going to get rid of it, I'd keep it. She said I could, after talking to them. :D I got a couch, coffee table, two end tables, bedside table, dresser and a queen size bed (a really nice one with a pillow top). Aaron needed the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron and I went to his parents house for a little while, then came back to mine to move stuff upstairs. It was ALOT of work. I'm not used to doing all the moving, and it was really tough, but the first day we got EVERYTHING of mine out of the trailor. We went back to Aaron's parents house in the evening, and eventually came home. The cable guy came over at about 9:30 and hooked up my cable. He was pretty nice. :D Spent some time unpacking, and some watching TV. We didn't get up until noon or so the next morning (after going to bed at like midnight or earlier). It was nice to catch up on sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday after we got up, I spent some time unpacking, but eventually he and I went to pick up Jordan and go to the fair. The WHOLE reason I went to the fair and spent $10 per person and $5 for parking was because I wanted a good deal on a cell phone. Turns out Cellular One didn't have a booth this year. We left after only a couple hours to go get my cell phone. I got one, although I don't think Aaron or Jordan liked the one we picked. Then we went to my house for a few minutes. Aaron's parents called and asked if we wanted dinner. We took Jordan home and went to his parents house. We were there most of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning I got up really early. I had gone to bed at like 3am, but I woke up at like 10. I got some unpacking done. He got ahold of his parents and they came over to switch the beds out, and then we took the bed to Aaron's storage unit. We got all my stuff out of the storage unit (except the hutch for my desk). We brought it back here and unpacked all of it except the desk, which is in the back of his truck. We went to his parents house to eat, hung out for a bit, came back to get Aaron's trailor, brought it to his parents, then came back here. I'm really glad he stayed last night because there were some people hanging out out front and they creeped me out a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was going to get up at 6:45 so I was ready to leave for work by 7:30, which would have been perfect timing. Well, after I got dressed for work and did my hair and all I had left to do was eat, I looked at the clock to see what time it was. It was 6:15. I got confused, looked at my cell phone and the clock in the room. All of them said 6:15. I seriously though I got up at 6:45, but must have gotten up at 5:45. LAME! So now I have an hour before I have to leave, with nothing to do except eat. I could unpack, which I might, but I'm not sure if I want to do that in the morning. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, sorry it took me so long to update. I e-mailed my cell phone number to everyone I could think of, but if you are reading this, and didn't get it, let me know. :D So far, no one has called it but Aaron and Jordan. I'm sure I'll get a few more calls eventually. :P On the sad side, I'm pretty broke with all the moving expenses. Hopefully I get paid a week from this friday. :D I miss alot of people from fairbanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115677638586332250?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115677638586332250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115677638586332250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115677638586332250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115677638586332250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/08/life-in-big-city-finally.html' title='Life in the &quot;Big City&quot; Finally!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115644618577068946</id><published>2006-08-24T10:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T11:03:05.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good News!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so now that I'm moving, I will have to post even MORE regularly because people will want to know whats happening with me, etc. So, good news, I have an apartment. I move in Friday afternoon. It is the nice one with the security guards and gate, etc. Even better news, I have a job. Its excactly the type of work I wanted to do, and the person i will be assisting is a really positive person, and the people I work for are doing alot of positive things. It will be nice to be involved with that! Even better news, the job pays enough to pay all my bills, with a little bit leftover. :D Things are going well. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Aaron and I are leaving Friday EARLY morning. I hope we cane make it to Anchorage before noon. We are leaving at 4, so noon would be 8 hours, which is a long time, but Aaron said uphill his truck with the trailor will only be able to go about 45 or 50 and then downhill and on flat ground, he will only go 65 at the  most, probably closer to 60. I don't know how long it takes to get to Anchorage at that speed cause I've never gone at that speed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, when I get there, if I get there early enough, I have to go get my apartment. Then, no matter what I have to get to work at 12:45, ready to work. Then, after work friday night Aaron and I will have to stop by the fair for me to get a cell phone (hopefully they will have a good deal). If we have time (if the fair sucks and we leave early), I hope we can get some of the stuff out of his trailor and into my apartment. Then I have all day saturday and sunday to get everything out of storage, and from my grandma's and move it into my apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week I start work monday at 8, work till 5, and tuesday we have this golfing tournament, but I don't know if I'm supposed to work there, or at the office. Thats why I have to be at work Friday evening. I have to spend all day monday  getting ready for the tournament, and she is going to tell me friday what I need to get done for monday. AND next weekend my mom will be in town, and we will go get things for my apartment (which I'm excited about).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so i will be busy busy busy when I get to Anchorage, and speaking of busy busy busy, I have so much to do today. I have to do laundry, re-pack all my things, clean my car out, stop by my tanning place, call GCI, call State Farm, call Cugach (electric company in Anchorage) and possibally even more to do. To top it all off, Aaron I think is feeling non productive without me there, (I know I've done that before). He wants me to come help him. We also have to visit Theresa and Joan (his friends parents) before we leave town, and I was going to come home early and spend time with my dad tonight. I hope I get it all done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115644618577068946?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115644618577068946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115644618577068946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115644618577068946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115644618577068946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/08/good-news.html' title='Good News!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115592657485953422</id><published>2006-08-18T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T10:42:54.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So its been a while. Sorry</title><content type='html'>Okay, so sorry its beena while. I went to interviews on August 10th. I went to 2 staffing agencies and 1 regular interview. They called and told me I didn't get the job for the regular interview, but for the staffing agencies they look promising. One staffing agency already offered me a $13 an hour job but I would have had to start last monday (8/14), but I was still working at boston's, and had told them my last day would be the 20th, so I couldn't take it. I called the cheaper of the two apartments and they told me that they had a one bedroom for me. So, things were looking good. I ended up calling the staffing agency back, since this sunday is my last day, to see if they had that position open still, because I could start Tuesday. They didn't, but they do have a $14 an hour job available, and so I hope i get that. I will have an interview Tuesday. I called the apartment people, and now they are saying that they do not have an apartment for me. That is okay, because I figure I could live in an efficiency and move into a 1 bedroom when available. Apparently not. I sign the lease for 6 months, and so I would have to live in an efficiency for 6 months. I don 't want that. I told her that if thats the case I can find something else. So, I'm trying to get ahold of Alpine now and see if I can live there, which I could afford with $14 an hour. I'm really irritated that the apartment complex did that, and I should have known it would happen. They are not very proffessional, hanging up on me, not faxing paperwork when they say they will. Anyways, I'm going to work at 11, and I have to call her back RIGHT before 11 and see if they have anything available. I hope they do, otherwise I have no where to stay. Sadface. Oh, and wish me luck on the interview!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115592657485953422?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115592657485953422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115592657485953422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115592657485953422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115592657485953422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-its-been-while-sorry.html' title='So its been a while. Sorry'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115508009938501472</id><published>2006-08-08T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T15:34:59.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Job Hunt Front</title><content type='html'>So, lets see. I worked a little this weekend, but because of the fair I made no money every night. (in comparison to other friday/saturday nights). It was dead. I couldn't go to the fair friday night. Saturday was Ben's birthday, which for some reason overwhelmed me, so Aaron and I left after a short visit. We went to the fair for a short while, and then I went to work. Sunday I worked at noon until about 5 or so. Sunday night Aaron and I went to dinner and then to see "Talladega Nights." It was pretty funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked last night, and then this morning. I'm so tired right now. I already took a short nap before work, but i've been up since 6:30. I didn't really make any money but last night I made $90 because it was so busy and we had already sent Alan home. I am supposed to be packing because I move out on saturday, but I cannot seem to find the initiative. I have 3 interviews already on thursday in Anchorage. Hopefully I'll have at least one more before I go. Thats all on the job front I guess. I spent $112 faxing resume's to Anchorage. Hope I find at least one job. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115508009938501472?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115508009938501472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115508009938501472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115508009938501472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115508009938501472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/08/on-job-hunt-front.html' title='On the Job Hunt Front'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115460353344481848</id><published>2006-08-03T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T03:12:13.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much Rest Now, Where is the Balance???</title><content type='html'>So, last week I only got that one day off. now they have more employee's or something, so I have 2 days off this week (and one day I worked I only had a dayshift). So, besides a short 11-3:30 stint, I haven't worked since Sunday Night. I was VERY proud of myself. I asked someone to take my Monday (I took someone else's Thursday so I still have the same amount of days) so I could go to feast. It worked. It was really nice to go to feast and Ruhi hosted it, and she did a good job, especially considering she was supposed to do it with sigourney and sigourney is in the Anchorage hospital so she couldn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I am VERY proud of myself again today. I woke up this morning and was in a good mood for some reason. I got about 5 or 6 hours of sleep, so I don't know why I was happy. LOL! I took Aaron home and was going to be REALLY productive, but he was being poopy and I got mad at him, which made me not productive. (Sadly my productivity usually depends on my mood). I came home and went through all the jobs and organized them in a spreadsheet to apply for them, but since I was still mad, I didn't apply for any. I played Warcraft III for several hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, I ran to get the things done that I needed to. I got them done JUST in time. Two places couldnt' help me and I have to call Anchorage, and I DIDN"T have time to do those. :( I'll do it tomorrow. Anyways, after Aaron got off work, he came and picked me up, we made up and went to the store. We spent some time together, took a nap, stopped by a place to see Rachel and Natalie (her friend she's been working with) then he took me home. Here's where I'm proud of myself... I applied (or started to apply) for 21 jobs today. I think I sounded very professional and I hope I get lots of call backs. I have about 20 or so faxes to send out tomorrow, 4 places to call, and 2 things to mail (all for jobs). In the end there are like 50 jobs that I want, so I hope I at least get 1 of them. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the other night Aaron bought me a set of hub caps for my car (because i don't like mine). We put them on, and they are really sweet. I love them. They are shiny. Also, My sister in law is in town. I went to the airport Friday night to see her come in, and then I've spent almost every day at her mom's house with her and her family. Its been so much fun. Aaron's even come over once or twice. I love her and her family, so its been a blast, although sometimes I worry its too much. Today I wasn't over there because I had all this stuff to do with job hunting, etc. (even though I didn't do all of it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yes, I'm having a blast visiting Erynn, Having fun spending time with Aaron when he's not free. The fair starts friday and he might have friday off, so we might go to the fair before i have to work. Also I got Darryl Worrly tickets at the fair office. Its tuesday night. I'm excited. I hope hes in town Tuesday! I've been paying off things. I've paid off EVERY bill I have except my phone bill until September. Basically I won't have to pay anything until I'm already in Anchorage. I even set it up so I paid 2 months of insurance so I wouldn't have to pay until October for that. When I get to Anchorage, I'll have to pay Rent, and then I won't have to pay anything until the 18th, and thats my Credit Cards. I am going to pay my dad back sometime after this week hopefully. (not a gaurantee, but hopefully). Everythings going good. Sunday I made $150, which is more than I've ever made. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115460353344481848?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115460353344481848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115460353344481848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115460353344481848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115460353344481848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/08/too-much-rest-now-where-is-balance.html' title='Too Much Rest Now, Where is the Balance???'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115404677398380781</id><published>2006-07-27T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T16:32:54.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, a much deserved day of rest</title><content type='html'>So, since I posted on monday, lets see. I was awake all day, and I had some errands to run. I went to ACS, Allstate, the store to buy new work pants (really cute ones), Sunshine sewing to fix my old work pants, and the bank to deposit my tips. I felt very productive. By the time I was done, it was about time Aaron is USUALLY off work. I drove to see if he was home, and his rental truck was there. BTW, it actually is a silverado, I could have sworn it said S-10, so its exactly the same style as his. I went inside to see him, and no one was home. I tip-toed out, and decided to go to April's house. She and ruhi were not home, just Amin. I used their phone to call Aaron and let him know the door was unlocked. He was still working. Sadface. I drove home because I had no one else ot visit. I miss rachel. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work and it was REALLY dead. I got sent home pretty early. That was nice. Tuesday I worked in the morning for 3 hrs and 45 minutes, and I had to come back to work. When I got home, I broke the key off in my door, so I had to call a locksmith, and get the key out and get new keys. When I got back to work I saw I was the closer, so I had to be off the clock at 10:15 or else I'd get overtime, and that was with a break. They said to come back at 6 and clock in. That made 10:45. So, during the shift I got about 15 phone calls. I NEVER get calls, but people were calling me all day. I was supposed to babysit Ruhi after I got off work, so April called about that, then my dad called and told me sigourney had been in an accident. She had fallen off her bike and had bleeding in her brain and bruising on her brain, etc. They took a med-i-vac to anchorage, but only her mom could go, so my sweet dad bought her family plane tickets to go there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, then Aaron called to say hi since he hadn't before work. Then my dad called back letting me know more about sigourney. Then I wasn't sure if I was going to have to babysit because April and Amin were at the hospital with them. Ruhi called, and told me I didn't have to, but with her track record recently, I wanted to hear it from April. Then April called to tell me I didn't have to babysit, then Aaron called to call me back after I called him on break. :P Anyways, everything was okay, besides worrying about sigourney, until I went to cashout. I flew through my sidework so Iwould be off on time, and Lisa was still there, which I felt bad about. I went to cashout, and I owed 128, and only had 73. I freaked out. I was missing credit card slips too. I looked all over the restaurant and couldn't find them. I had to withdraw money from the ATM and take money from my wallet to pay for it. I was trying not to cry because it was just money, but I couldn't help it (the crying all the time). April and Ruhi and Amin were there, and I went to sit with them, and cried to them. Troy gave me back my tipouts too, which was nice of him. Angie asked me if i had cashed out that morning, and I told her yes. Turns out I had cashed the morning out twice, and I cashed out 115 that morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, before work in the morning, Nora found my cashout, and gave me back the money I was supposed to get back. I think all in all, I only got about a couple dollars taken, because people kept rounding things, and 2.50 from the ATM from withdrawing money. I was happy to have it back, even though it wasn't a big deal anymore. THey fixed my time so I didn't get overtime the day before, and I only made $25, even though I made more than 15%. It was slow. Then I got off work and asked if I could talk to april for advice. She said yes, and i could bring over laundry too. I had errands, like the store, home to get laundry, and sunshine sewing to pick up my pants. I dropped off my other stuff too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had alot of fun at Aprils. I talked to her for a while, and I love talking to her. I brought M&amp;M's so we had candy too. Ben called and I decided to ask Aaron if he wanted to go get ben. After a long conversation to get Aaron to decide BEFORE I got to his house, he said sure. We went to get ben, went to C&amp;amp;J's for dinner, then stopped by so ben could see his family, because he's working on CHS rd. It was alot of fun, but we left REALLY late and Aaron had to work the next morning. :P I felt a little bad. I took out my contacts before we went to pick up ben, adn was wearing Aaron's glasses. He has -1 vision. I have -2.75. So I wear his glasses I see -1.75, which is worse than him without anything. He drove back from CHS rd because I was doing a bad job driving. We picked up his truck and drove it for the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today it was nice to sleep in. I slept all morning until about 3:30. I havne't gotten to do that since this weekend or something. I work Friday, Saturday and Sunday night. I get paid Friday afternoon. YAY! I owe rent on Monday, which I definatly have enough for. I have lots of stuff to do, and I think I'll do it all Monday maybe. I will pay rent, forward my mail, pay Insurce (if I get the bill anytime soon), job hunt, clean up my room, pack a little bit more, call ACS about turning my phone into a message phone on the 12th. I might even be able to pay my dad back monday too. :DnOh, and another side note, Erynn and Jonathan are going to be in town Friday night, LATE. If I'm off work, I'll go to the airport. If not, then I will see them another time. It will be nice to see them. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, still happy, i'm still burnt out from work, but this day off should help a little. Closing EVERY day this week so far has sucked, adn doesn't look better for the weekend, but I will make more money then. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115404677398380781?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115404677398380781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115404677398380781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115404677398380781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115404677398380781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/07/finally-much-deserved-day-of-rest.html' title='Finally, a much deserved day of rest'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115404493140910399</id><published>2006-07-27T15:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T16:02:11.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Response</title><content type='html'>So, I got another comment. Other than these comments, I don't really post about this anymore, so i hope it doesn't count towards my "negative points" LOL! Here's the most recent comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SOOO, talking to your friends and writing on your blog which are public accessable you call that not backbiting. Do you ever think that Travis tells his girlfriend everthing that is going on at work. And the fact that you aren't friends with him because you think he is a liar, because maybe somebody said something and you took it out of context.Also Kim said you said that Karrina was just an was not a good friend. I'm thinking you don't believe that anything thats really goign on at work. So until you are talking about yourself and not so called backbitting on your blog you should keep your mouth shut about other peoples buisness. If it has nothing to do with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, as I said in my previous response, I TRY not to backbite, but am not perfect, and have made mistakes. I don't consider my blog backbiting. I need a place to vent, and like 5 people read it. When I talk to my friends about it, its often I need advice about whether I should tell Karrina, or how I should handle it. It doesn't matter if Travis tells his girlfriend everything that goes on at work. If he keeps it from her or tells her wouldn't change my position, and wouldn't influence whether I decided to tell her. I mentioned previously that he had lied before that, and was feeling more and more like I couldn't trust him, and the things said at work were just the icing on the cake. I don't remember telling Kym that Karrina was not a good friend. I said that we weren't very close, so I didn't know if she would get mad at me, or believe me. I actually do believe the things people say at work, because the only person I have saying that its not true, is travis, who I don't trust. Thats the problem with trust, once its gone, its very hard to get back, and the way he was/is going about it, is definatly not convincing me. Anyways, I don't really handle demands well. It is my blog, I have the option of writing whatever I want. If I wanted to write about everyone elses business, I could. I have chosen not to update about this in a while. I have only updated about the things that related directly to me, such as getting yelled at by Travis, or responding to comments on my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115404493140910399?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115404493140910399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115404493140910399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115404493140910399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115404493140910399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-response.html' title='Another Response'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115376462086368793</id><published>2006-07-24T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T10:13:40.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired, and Burnt Out</title><content type='html'>So, I am still a pretty happy camper, besides work burning me out. Saturday night I made pretty good money, and got off at like 1:30 in the morning. I was SO tired, I picked up Aaron and went straight home, to bed. I slept in until noon. It was nice. I don't get alot of sleep recently. :( I keep getting kept up right as I'm going to sleep by something or another, or I'm getting woken up early to do something. Sunday, after sleeping in, Aaron and I went to eat, and to the store. We had nothing to do, so we went and I got ice cream at my supervisors shop at Alaskaland (Pioneer Park). Then we walked through to the backside, and I asked someone when the Red Green Regatta was, because Aaron wanted to see it. It turned out we had missed it. It started at 11 and had just finished. The person I happened to ask was my childhood friend and upstairs neighbor's mom. She asked how my mom was doing, and my dad. After that I took Aaron home and went to work. I was early, so I bought new pens, and they work really well. I even got some that are MY pens, that I refuse to give out for credit card slips and such. I got off around 11, got gas and went to Aaron's. I had to take him home this morning to get his truck to bring it to Chaz. They got him a rental, but he asked for a full size so he could still put his 4-wheeler in it, and they gave him an S-10. Its cute though. (cough, I mean rugged and manly) So, I've just been happy, every day is one step closer to Anchorage, and no matter how annoying my roommate is, or how annoying the cooks at work are, I am just happy that I am finally going to be in Anchorage soon. :D Oh, and work has been so much more fun now that My dad and Kayla visited yesterday, and April, Amin and Kayla visted Saturday. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115376462086368793?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115376462086368793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115376462086368793' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115376462086368793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115376462086368793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/07/tired-and-burnt-out.html' title='Tired, and Burnt Out'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115361715316055550</id><published>2006-07-22T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T17:12:33.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a fun day, but oh so tired!</title><content type='html'>So, since I was up until 4 am listening to drunk people running around and talking loudly, I was pretty tired when Aaron called me at 9am to go to the Auction. The Auction is what he and bryce have been working on at work for the past couple weeks. There was a guy who died, and they have been cleaning up his house, so they can renovate it. They found a bunch of sweet junk that they were allowed to keep, but whatever was actually worth something, they put up for auction. Thursday evening bryce had a BBQ for dinner, and it was me, him, and Aaron. Aaron's boss was there when we got there, but left almost right away. I had never met him, so that was nice. He seems really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we went to the Auction. Bryce's family was there, and me and Aaron, and their boss and supervisor and the lawyer they all know. Bryce's brother Brannon is back in town so he was there too. We had fun. Aaron was going to bid on this wheelchair because he wanted it to play around in, but his boss bid on it first, and so Aaron didn't want to bid against him, and it went for way more than Aaron wanted to pay. Then, he was going to get a TV, but his boss also bid on that, so he didn't get that either. It was really funny. Bryce was going to try for this truck, but it went for really expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we were bored of the Auction, Aaron, me, Brannon and Nathan went to Chena Lakes. It was tons of fun. We played in the water, I acctually went almost ALL the way in... I just didn't get my head wet. This random kid started trying ot play with the boys, which always seems to happen at lakes and pools. :P We buried Nathan with sand and sat in the sun for a while. It was a total blast, although short. Now, I have to work in an hour, but I'm waiting for steph to be done with the shower. I think she's almost done. She is really sweet and offered to let me go first, but I would hate if she was late for her thing if I took to long. :P Anyways, I really wish I didn't have to work because i want to sleep more than anything, but I have to close again tonight, so I will be there unil 1 am again. So so Sleepy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115361715316055550?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115361715316055550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115361715316055550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115361715316055550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115361715316055550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-fun-day-but-oh-so-tired.html' title='What a fun day, but oh so tired!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115356733106483475</id><published>2006-07-22T03:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T03:22:11.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still doing okay</title><content type='html'>So, I guess the only thing I have to post about is mostly packing. I have packed most of my furniture and things in my room. Alot of my stuff I need day to day is in suitcases. The stuff I packed, furniture and other stuff, is in Aaron's trailor. I'm so excited. Every single day I can't wait to be in Anchorage. I'm excited, and tired of fairbanks at the same time, all the drama. I can't wait to get an office job. I can't wait to be off my feet most of the day, and get to wear something different every day instead of the same uniform all the time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have one short negative thing, and its more to mention, and not to dwell on. Travis freaked out at me the other day, and yelled at me at work for about 10 minutes, although at the very beginning of the conversation I told him I had to get back to work. My boss walked by at the end of the conversation, and she got mad at me for being in the way, but I think she was more mad that I wasn't working. So, not only did it get me in trouble, but it made me really mad, and since I cry all the time for no reason, I cried the entire way home and at Aaron's house for a while. I wasn't really hurt by anything he said, but I think irritated that he's causing everyone all this trouble and theres nothing we can do about it because Lori doesn't care enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm ready to go to bed, but can't because my roommate is in the living room with her friends, and they are all drunk and being really loud. I do find it intersting that if I were to come in quite as a mouse and wake her up, she would be steaming, but being drunk yelling and being loud is apparently okay. Well, I guess thats a little negative. Sorry. :( On the postivive, I've started making 50-100 a day again. For a while I was making like 30 or something, which was sucking, but now I'm making big bucks again, so I can save some money. I made 112 today. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115356733106483475?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115356733106483475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115356733106483475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115356733106483475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115356733106483475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/07/still-doing-okay.html' title='Still doing okay'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115356676399760236</id><published>2006-07-22T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T16:03:02.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Response to a Comment</title><content type='html'>I try to respond to comments on my blog. SOmeone posted a comment on one of my posts (not sure which, this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"You do not menchine if you've asked travis to his face if he's said those things to those girls. Gossip is transformed and mixed up when passed on through people. Remember that. so ask the horses mouth before you start talking about people. You are a Baha'i and what i read is that your backbitting and that is againt the baha'i law. Also you say your karrrina's friend but you arn't if you don't tell her."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I figured I'd respond to that. I thought I did mention that after I heard the VERY first thing about him, I had a talk with him, during which he never outright denied anything, just vaugly made it sound like everyone was lying about him. The only time it works to "ask the horses mouth" is when you feel that you can trust what that person has to say. I didn't feel I could trust him before I heard anything, and so if I did ask him, it might not have done any good because the trust wasn't there, which is why we aren't friends anymore, there is no trust. I don't know if I mentioned before, but when I did go support a girl feeling sexually harassed, and we were in lori's office, I asked her if he ever mentioned anything about a guy who grabbed my ass, because I had asked him to talk to her, as the manager he told me he was/was going to be, which also wasn't true. He had said he had told her twice, and he hadn't. This also didn't help me trust him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the part that could be considered gossip would be what was said on this blog, and thats more a journal for myself. Mostly, after the first day or two, I tried not to gossip. I listened to what the girls told me, and when it became serious, I said I would support them telling our boss. I didn't go running around telling everyone I knew about the whole situation. When people would ask why we weren't friends anymore, I tried to mostly say that I couldn't trust him because he was lying to me and others. I'm not saying i'm perfect and NEVER gossiped, or backbited, but I did try my hardest not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In regards to not telling Karrina. That was a tough issue. I had almost EVERYONE I know, when I mentioned it for advice, tell me not to tell her because they said it wasn't my business. They also said I didn't have proof, and so I shouldn't tell her, and as the commenter said themselves, it would have been gossip and backbiting. I was slightly torn though because I do consider her a friend, and felt she had a right to know, but at the same time, I was worried that all it would do was make her mad at me, and that she would not believe me. I was still in the process of deciding what I was going to do, and everytime I thought about doing it, I was told by several people not to say anything, and it made me go back and ponder whether it was a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thats prety much everything. i do not feel bad for what I did. The only part I feel bad for is if I did accidently backbite to people not involded about the whole situation, which wasn't often, but sometimes. I will say I was trying my hardest not to, and sometimes I make mistakes. That is the only part I feel bad about. I will NEVER feel bad about supporting a girl saying she has been sexually harassed. Even if it turns out to be a lie, because at least the girl then knows that if it ever really happens, she can come forward because she felt supported at one time. When I did support her, almost all of what I did was standing there, encouraging her to tell our boss what happened. I feel good about doing that. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115356676399760236?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115356676399760236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115356676399760236' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115356676399760236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115356676399760236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/07/response-to-comment.html' title='Response to a Comment'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115334738224357421</id><published>2006-07-19T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T14:16:22.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder if thats why?</title><content type='html'>So, I've had a few people complaining that I have been really negative in general. I get angry about stupid little things. I know Aaron was concerned, as well as my parents. I still keep my stand on my blog, that my blog is not as negative as one or two people have said. They are just choosing to pick out the negativity, and focus on that. But, I have admitted to Aaron that I am alot more angry than I used to be. I used to think it is because my roommate is really negative and it was a bad influence on me. Her blog is constantly angry about someone or something, and in person she was constantly mad at someone for something they had done, etc. Sometimes it was me, sometimes it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I thought about it a little and was talking to Aaron this morning. I realized that the way I was raised was to deal with an issue when it arose, whether talking, discussing, arguing, whatever. When there is an issue that was bothering me, we talked it out, so I never really held anger in. I started to with my mom because we would get into fights, and I couldn't win, so i just gave up mostly. Every now and then I'd try, because arguing didn't really get any consequences, besides almost crashing. That was how I was raised. I have always dealt with the issues that bothered me, even with my bosses. It was better then being angry and hiding it, and stuffing it down until I was just unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this morning I realized that with Jackie, thats what was happening. She would get angry about things, and write nasty notes to me, or say hateful things about me, etc. I let the little things go, like I always have, at first. Eventually, something would be a bit too much for me. I would write her a nice note letting her know that I was bothered by something. Her comeback was always a hateful comeback, with the option that I "could move out" if I didn't like it. She mad the decisions without any thought to anyone but herself, and then if I tried to respond, I felt that I wasn't welcome here, and she might kick me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what did I do in response? I started pretending that it didn't bother me. I would be steaming about something and I would just ignore her. She would make up some random, unfounded rule, and I would just follow the rule, and inside be fuming. I guess thats what its like for those "males" that bottle up their anger, etc. So, now that she has given me 30 days notice, there isn't really the threat of kicking me out to hang over me. The worst that she can do is be mad at me, which won't bother me in the slightest since I have spent so much time being mad at her and having nothing I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She can do childish things, such as play her music loudly when I want to sleep, but then I can do the same right back at her. If I don't want her to touch my expensive things because of the recklessness she showed with the truck, she can not allow me to use her silverware, which doesn't matter, because I will just buy my own. So, now its just this neither of us caring about what the other is feeling, because theres no trust. It really sucks that she had to lie about something like that, because now I don't trust her with anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember every lying to her about anything. If Aaron stayed the night more than 3 nights, I explained to her after the 4th what the reason was, such as his truck was broken and he needed my car (not that she cared). I feel bad for people like steph, who don't really know what she's like, and in turn will have to put up with the same thing as me sometime down the road. I kinda wish I had gotten some kind of warning, but steph already knows how she is treating me, and apparently just hopes it won't happen to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the whole point is that I have figured out why I was angry all the time (I think). Now, I can prevent that by letting it out when I am angry at her. So, this morning when she moved my stereo without talking to me, and its an expensive stereo, I messaged her when I got home, asking her not to touch my things because I honestly don't trust her not to damage it, and if she did damage it, I can't trust that she will tell me or fix it. Thats where the "I'm not allowed to use the silverware" comes in. Its her way of getting back at me. (oh, that hurts. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, since she has made my life a living hell on and off for the past several months, without any regard for how I felt or what I wanted, I don't feel any need to have any regard for how she feels, or what she wants. Everything I own, besides my car and food, is locked in my room. Without breaking the lock, she can't do anything to me, just little passive aggressive crap, that doesn't even bother me. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so enough of that. I probably won't blog much about Jackie anymore, because theres nothing she can do to me, and I just will do what I want/need to do, so, theres nothing to talk about, and I can guarentee that we won't be "chatting" it up before I leave. So, the rest of my blog will be mostly positive, because I"m pretty sure more than half of the negative stuff related to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive note 1. I'm working 7 shifts this week (or was scheduled for that many). I was really tired this morning because I was up early, went to go to bed, couldn't sleep, went to work and then didn't have to because it was raining, so I went home to take a nap. I couldn't take a nap because it was too loud in the house, but i'll just sleep later. My only full day off is Thursday. I had last night off, because I worked the dayshift, but that was pretty cool to have a night off. I made $100 Monday night and $50 tuesday daytime. Recently I haven't been making nearly that much, so its getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive note 2. I got accepted to the OTHER apartment complex that I applied to. Basically, whatever job I get will determine what place I live in. I would rather stay in Alpine apartments, but because they are so expensive, I don't know that I can afford them. I really hope I can. They are in a nicer neighborhood and have a gated community, etc. So, thats my plan, if I can afford it, but it is nice to know that if I can't afford it, I have another place to fall back on. I did apply for that job at Alpine. Its a leasing consultant, same kinda of thing that the girl whose trying to get me to rent there does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive note 3. I got a phone call the other day from a staffing agency. They saw my resume on Anchorage Daily News and apparently really liked it. They said if I hadn't found a job by the time I got to Anchorage, they would find me an Admin job right away. Thats good news. If someone liked my Resume so much that they would call me long distance to try to find me a job, then hopefully i can get a good job no matter what. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive note 4. Aaron's stuch a sweetheart, still. We have been getting really bored though, because there is not much to do. We mostly just watch alot of Movies/TV. We rented two DVD's of just shoot me. We haven't finished them yet, but its a really funny show, and I LOVE watching it and cuddling with him. :P He finally got on myspace, and already has 15 friends on there, mostly from texas. He put pictures of his 4-wheeler, snowmachine, truck and the dent in his truck. Even though he SAYS he hates it, he spends quite a bit of time on myspace. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive note 5. I was going to stay with my dad the two weeks after I leave here. I talked to April the other day and she said it may be possible for me to stay with her instead. I would enjoy that more, because i would get to spend time with the kids and her and amin alot, and i would be really close to Aaron's house, and I wouldn't have to worry about my brother stopping by. Its only two weeks and then I'm off to anchorage! (I can't wait!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive note 6. I messaged Travis yesterday and had asked when he's going to be back, because I wanted to see him before I left for anchorage. Turns out he will be here before I leave AND he will be going to anchorage in the beginning of september, so he said we can hang out then too. I'm really excited about seeing him and Caleb and Aaron (those are his other two friends who came in the coffee shop). I can't wait till he gets here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive note 7. Golden days starts today, the parade is probably saturday, and I don't work until the nighttime on saturday, so I want to go to that. The Fair is almost here, and I can't wait for that either. I'm glad mostly because Aaron and I have been getting bored with nothing to do, but if the fairs in town, and Golden Days, etc, then we will have tons to do! I cannot spend alot of money, so I might just buy a season pass for the fair, and not really eat there or ride rides, unless someone else pays, or I may not buy a season pass at all, and I may just go once or twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive note 8. Almost a month until I leave! I can't wait until I am in Anchorage. I hate this waiting! I am going to try to pay my dad back before I leave, if I can. I can't wait to mee his family, and both his parents said they couldn't wait to meet me. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in summary, I believe that was 8 positive notes and 1 (long) negative one. There are so many happy things going on in my life, mostly moving to Anchorage, and they've been covered up by this anger I've been keeping inside all the time. I'm finally able to let that anger out, so I can relish in the happy things!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115334738224357421?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115334738224357421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115334738224357421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115334738224357421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115334738224357421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-wonder-if-thats-why.html' title='I wonder if thats why?'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115287516712031102</id><published>2006-07-14T01:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T03:06:07.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I allowed to talk about it now?</title><content type='html'>Anyways, I just wanted to update everyone on my current situation. I will try to be as positive as possible, although it will be hard. I may not say much, just so I don't spend the entire blog ranting about what upset me. Anyways, to start the whole story off as it unfolded&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/10 Monday: Aaron came over so I could cook him dinner before work. About the same time he got there, all my roommates left the house. That was kinda nice. I was able to cook him dinner and spend time in the kitchen without a bunch of people around. I cooked him spaghetti. It was yummy, he said so too. Before I started cooking, he looked out the window to see if everyone was gone. He noticed that my roommate Jackie had backed out, stopped and was waiting for something. Eventually she left. We cooked dinner, I went to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/11 Tuesday: I was awake since 6, so I think I cleaned my room in the morning. I worked for a few hours, stopped by the bank, mailed my letters I've been meaning to mail, and went home. I was feeling very productive. Aaron was coming over to see me when he got off work. When he got there, there was a bunny rabbit underneath my car. After much working together (A+ cooperation) we caught the rabbit. We put him in a box, put the box in my room so he couldn't get out, and went to the store to get rabbit stuff. I wanted to keep him and was either going to find a friends house to keep him at, or ask my roommate if I could keep him outside or something. We went to Pet Stuff, Petco and Walmart. We ended up buying a few things for him, cheap stuff. (Don't worry I returned it the otehr day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, when we went out to the car after walmart, Aaron was getting in, and saw the side of his truck looked funny. Upon a closer look, he realized that someone had MAJORLY dented the back end of his truck bed on the passenger side. Now, anyone who has met Aaron knows how he feels about his truck. It is his pride and joy (a close second to me. LOL!). He was SO MAD. He drove around petco for a bit looking for who might have done it. He called his mom and dad (both weren't home) and bryce (who didn't answer at first). It took him a while to calm down, but eventually he just accepted that it was a hit and run, and he was going to have to fix it. He was mad, but accepting. We had thought maybe a guest at the apartment had done it, but figured Jackie or Steph would have told us if one of their friends did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came pulling into his driveway and Jackie's car was there, along with Monica's and her other friend's car. Her back left tail-light was busted out, and had tape on it. He FREAKED out, we figured Jackie wouldn't do anything like that, no matter how much we didn't like her... we gave her more credit than that. I guess we shouldn't have. He slammed the door and ran to the door. He opened it, and was immediatly calm (compared to the rage he was before he opened it). I'm really proud of how well he can handle himself in an intense situation like that. He asked Jackie (who was in the kitchen with her friends) what happened to her tail-light. She got a "deer in the headlights" look, and shrugged her shoulders. She then said it happend at work during lunch today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked outside, and Aaron called the police immediatly. Her and her two friends walked outside to leave. She looked at her tail-light, immediatly looked straight at the dent in his truck (although she supposedly didn't do it and didn't know about it) then continued to say that it happened at work while she was at lunch. We basically ignored her. They left in the two cars. She apparently wasn't bright enough to take her car with her. As we waited for the cops to get there, Aaron called bryce, and he came over. Aaron looked at the two cars, visually measuring where the marks on both vehicles lined up, there was a chip of tail-light in his truck, and we also found tons of tail-light shards right next to where Aaron always parks. We waited outside for the police, and he eventually showed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron showed the cop the several pieces of evidence at the scene, explained what happened, etc. I went inside and changed the lock on my door to one I had from my previous apartment that has a key. If she was going to do something like that to Aaron's property in the driveway and not tell us, and lie about it, what might she do to my stuff, if she was upset, especially after we have called the cops on her. The police officer said it was VERY obvious what happend, and he was 100% it was her who did it. He said he would stop by that night to see if she was home to try to convince her that she should confess to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron and I went with bryce to coldstones, and then drove back by the house later that evening. She had taken her car at this point, to park it somewhere else for the night, probably wherever she stayed the night. I stayed at Nava's house because i didn't really want to be at my house that night. I had been thinking about moving out early, like immediatly, because I did not trust Jackie enough to stay there any longer, plus I figured she'd kick me out anyways. I called April to see if I could stay with her, and she said she'd talk to her family, even though she had GOBS of stuff going on at her house the next month or so. I love her. :D (thanks april)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7/12 Wednesday: Aaron had an estimate done on his car, and it was $1300 worth of damage. He asked me not to blog about it until it was taken care of, or tell anyone at work. I had to work at 4:30, so I didn't get to see Aaron before work. during the daytime I returned all the rabbit stuff (I had let it go when we were waiting for the cops because I had realized not only could I not keep it, but I shouldn't have spent the money on the stuff, and Aaron was already stressed out enough with the event to deal with setting up a bunny. I went to Boston's to eat with Kayla too. :D It was nice to spend the day with her, since i haven't spend much QT with her for a while. She's grown up so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got off work pretty early because it was not busy enough for me to stay. I picked up Aaron at home and he wanted to stop by my house to see if Jackie was home. She was, so we called the police and asked him to come by, because she was there, and if she wouldn't let him in, we would come let him in. We saw steph walking and gave her a ride to rob's house, because its quite a ways. The police officer said he had stopped by the night before, and three times during the daytime/evening. He said he would stop by soon. Aaron and I went to Taco Bell, and then drove around in town for a minute or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron's phone rang and it was my house number. Aaron didn't really want to talk to her, so he waited for her to leave a message. She left a message, something like, "Aaron, I'd like to talk to you, so if you can give me a call, i'm at home and will be awake for an hour." While he was listening to the message, he got a beep and answered it. It was jackie, calling from her cell phone. She asked if he could come by to talk to her and he told her he could come by when the cop got there. She said the cop had already left. We had something else we had to do (go pickup my prize for winning a sales contest at work), but we came over right after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walk in and she ignores us for a few moments, until Aaron asks what she wanted to talk about. She said she was sorry, she hit his truck. He said he wasn't mad because she hit his truck. He was mad because she lied about it. She said she had reasons for lying and if he wanted to hear them she would tell him but... but he wanted to hear them first. She told him she was late for work the day it happened, so she didn't talk to him then. She was going to call from work, but she got busy. When he came in and asked her about it, she was "startled" and so she lied about it, and it was her birthday. Sadface. I will keep my mouth shut about this, and only say I don't believe I can trust anything she says now, because I definatly don't believe any of those excuses. She told him because the cop showed up, and it would have been retarded to lie at that point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't want to talk to her at all. I mostly stayed silent because I figured if I did open my mouth, I would definatly be yelling. She asked if I was moving out August 1 or September 1. I'm not sure why, considering I had ALWAYS been planning on moving out between August 20 and September 1, never anywhere NEAR the 1 of August, but she seemed confused. I told her the 25th, and she said "So, by september 1st" and i said, "No, by August 25th." Anyways, she also told me that her and steph had gone and set up a new cable and cable modem (steph had already mentioned) because they "didn't know what I was doing." She also told me she had a new phone number through GCI that should be ready to hook up. I asked her if they were just planning on disconnecting my phone without talking to me. She said I had to get mine disconnected first. I have given that number out to apartments and jobs. I'm not turning it off so they can have a phone, although neither of them use the current one. I told her just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her and Aaron exchanged insurance information, while&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;paced in and out of my room getting things I needed. I was AGAIN impressed with how Aaron handled it. I was so mad that she was still lying (making up excuses about why she didn't tell us, making it sound like she was going to tell us on her own at sometime) and that she had already lied that I could not even speak to her, whereas Aaron was casually talking to her about military housing and random crap. He was mostly just happy that his car was going to get fixed and everything was done with. He's apparently a better person than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left and I was freaking out in the car at Aaron I was so mad about it. It bothered him to see me so upset, but I'm just not sure why I am constantly being surrounded by people that lie through there teeth. I try my hardest to be honest about things, but I have had at least two MAJOR experiences in the last month or two with people lying to me, and then also had one when I left my last apartment. Anyways, if I say anything more it will never stop, so I'll stop myself when I can. Just thinking about it upsets me so much. I hate being in this house because it reminds me about it, and makes me think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, we ended up going 4-wheeling with Travis and Karrina. I had a horrible time because not only were travis and I not friends anymore, but we were also going to the place i like 4-wheeling the least, AND Karrina didn't want ot get muddy, so it made it even less fun. The worst part about it was that I had to wear a helmet, which hurt my neck, my back, looked funny, made it so I couldn't hear, made it so I couldn't snuggle with Aaron while we drove, and messed up my hair after I took it off. I refuse to wear a helmet again, even if I can't go 4-wheeling anymore. It ruins all the fun I had 4-wheeling, so its turned into snowmachining, which I hate. (well its a step above snowmachining because I hate the cold). I still went the whole time without complaining a lot because I didn't want to ruin it for Aaron. Anyways, i came home and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4/13 Thursday: I woke up early to go to Boston's to support Kym in telling Lori that Travis is asking her to have sex with him, and then when she says no, he is a jerk to her at work, and as her supervisor makes her life hard. That was the MAIN reason, although Jeremy also mentioned how Travis was the one who told him to walkout in the first place, as a supervisor, so he could close early that night. We had to wait for Lori to be ready, so we all hung out in the bar for about 1.5 hours, and even Sarah showed up too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went home and hung out in my room. Jackie knocked on my door and I said "Yes." No answer. A moment later, another knock at the door "YES." "Are you going to open the door, I'm not going to talk to you through the door." I open it (it wasn't even locked). She asked me if i was walking through the house with my shoes (which I haven't been). I told her no. She asked if I didn't trust her with my things anymore (because she had heard that). I told her that considering what she did to Aaron's truck, then lying about it repeatedly, made me wonder what she would do to my things, so No, I didn't trust her. She asked if she should be worried about her things. I told her I wasn't going to touch them, but if she wanted to be worried, she could. (I'm not in control of her feelings)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She then said she felt it would be "Best" if I moved out earlier in August. I asked her if that was a "I feel it would be best" or a months notice. After stuttering for a moment or two, she said it was a months notice. She asked if I wanted to change it to the 11th, because she heard that I had said on the 11th that I was going to move out. I cannot IMAGINE why I would want to move out on the 11th, but thanks for the option I guess. I told her I had thought about it, but changed my mind about it. I told her I would stick with the 13th. She also asked me if I had seen the electric bill on the fridge. I told her that was why there was the money the fridge for the electric bill, with the arrow pointing to it from the note. She left without taking the money, but I guess its her money, she can do what she wants with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after I left to meet Aaron at Chaz. On the way out I asked the she write a formal written notice citing specific reasons why I'm being asked to leave. I spent the evening with Aaron, and went home around midnight. When I came home there was a letter for me. She cited her reason as being "time needed to prepare the apartment for incoming tenants." Again with the lying, but whatever. I guess I'll be gone in a month, so it won't matter anyways. So, I have to find a place to stay for two weeks before I leave for anchorage, which shouldn't be too hard, and then I will be gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking of all these things I'd like to say to Jackie, most of them mean, but some of them just confused, or pointing out, etc. I probalby won't say any of them before I leave. I probably won't blog about them either, but I will say that I am pretty disappointed how this apartment turned out. I had a friend recommend her as a roommate, and I trust that person, because they have a good character, and they are a wonderful person. It makes me sad that the person they recommended did not posess the same characteristics. I am not sure if she is different with her friends, or if the person just didn't warn me, but either way, I had much higher expectations when going into this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next apartment will be solo, so I shouldn't have the problem of living with a crazy person again. LOL! That is until Aaron and i get married. LOL! Just kidding. Speaking of my next apartment, I did get a phone call today from one of the apartment buildings, the "safer/nicer" one (aka more expensive). They ahve accepted me, and i still have great credit. :D They also have a job opening there, and if I get it, I get 30% off the apartment price. :D She is going to send me a link with the website. I fixed up my resume just a touch, adding a few points for my boston's job. :D I'll let you know. If I ever get some from him, I will post pictures of the dent in his truck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, sorry about any negativity in this post. It feels like all i've done in the last few days is deal with this, and it was definatly a big enough deal to post about. Even when I wasn't with Aaron, I kept thinking about it, because it bothered me so much, the lying. I counted and I found 12 chances she had to tell Aaron what happened, but she chose not to. To me, that definatly means she wasn't planning on telling him, until the cop showed up at her door. I'm not even sure why she would go to such measure's (i.e. lying) when her insurance will cover it, and barely raise her rates. Either way, I am trying to get over it, but it is hard. Every time I see her, every time I have nothing to occupy my thoughts, it comes back at me, and makes me upset, all over again. I just can't wait for this motnh and a half to be over and I'll be in anchorage, with all new trials and tribulations. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115287516712031102?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115287516712031102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115287516712031102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115287516712031102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115287516712031102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/07/am-i-allowed-to-talk-about-it-now.html' title='Am I allowed to talk about it now?'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115231187056147223</id><published>2006-07-07T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T14:37:50.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plan</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I am telling myself all thest things, like that I need to eat at home, and I need to stop spending money, but i just keep doing it. I am wondering if I write it down, if I will follow it? So, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) deposit ALL tip money from work into Alaska USA account.&lt;br /&gt;2) stop buying food at work every day, so eat before I go to work.&lt;br /&gt;3) stop buying food at restaurants and fast food. If Aaron wants food out, he can pay.&lt;br /&gt;4) Do not buy unnecessary things, i.e. makeup, earrings, clothes, etc.&lt;br /&gt;5) Money should only be used from Alaska USA for food/necessities at the store, gas and bills.&lt;br /&gt;6) I can have one entertainment expense a week, whether it is movies or something else.&lt;br /&gt;7) Before I leave for Anchorage, I need to pay my dad back, and have $1250 saved up.&lt;br /&gt;8) If I have more than $1250, I can get my hair done before I leave for Anchorage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this works. I think I can if I'm doing the first one. I often don't put all my money into the bank right away. I do some, and then by the time i get to the bank, i deposits whats left, and I've spent it all, but I hate using my check card for entertainment or fast food, etc. Anyways, that is all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115231187056147223?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115231187056147223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115231187056147223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115231187056147223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115231187056147223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/07/plan.html' title='Plan'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115223420862597231</id><published>2006-07-06T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T17:03:28.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Productivity Going Up!</title><content type='html'>Wednesday was my day off, and I was pretty productive. I hadn't been getting much sleep, so I let myself sleep until I felt like waking up. Once I got up, I filled out both Rental Applications for the places in Anchorage, Filled out my Application for Deferment, Filled out Rachel's Background Check form, Called about my ticket, and wrote a check to them to mail. Finally, right after I had finished all that, Aaron got here. I finished getting ready and we went to do my laundry. I put it in, got my ring cleaned, deposited money, returned movies, picked up some stuff I had lost at blockbuster and picked up my laundry. I was done with all that at about 8. I spent about 5 hours doing errands and things that I needed to get done, instead of sitting around. I spent the evening with Aaron watching TV and movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I woke up at around noon. I looked at jobs online in anchorage for most of the day. I figured out how much I needed to make an hour to be able to afford whatever apartment I wanted and how many hours i'd have to work at that pay. I hope I can find a place that will pay that much. I have everything set up to send out, like my ticket, Rachel's background check, my rental applications and my deferment application. I have to work at 6:30. I am proud of myself that I have been getting that kind of stuff done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am worried about whats going to happen. I want to move to Anchorage. Its really important to me for many reasons that some know, but I dont' know if I will be able to afford it. I've heard that Anchorage's Boston's is not nearly as busy, and that they might not need me. They haven't called me yet, and I don't know if I will have that job. I went looking at jobs today, and found quite a few that interested me. I really hope that I get one of them. If I have to move sooner than planned for a job, I will, but I would rather move the same time as Aaron because I will have been able to save enough money to move, and will be able to have him help me move my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I worry alot. I should jsut let it go. Tomorrow I may try to apply for some of the jobs I found, see what they say. I am also going to fax and mail those things that I need to. I might try to clean my room also. I'm about to hang out with Aaron now, for a little while before work. I hope I make LOTS of money tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115223420862597231?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115223420862597231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115223420862597231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115223420862597231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115223420862597231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/07/productivity-going-up.html' title='Productivity Going Up!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115209722698554119</id><published>2006-07-05T02:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T03:00:27.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Confused... Happy 4th of July!</title><content type='html'>So, I was thinking more about the negative feedback I was given about my blog. I had mentioned it to Aaron, and he said, they are right, you are negative on your blog. He said I never talk about the happy times. I insisted that I did, but he wasn't sure. We went back to my blog and the last several posts (except the "McDonalds" post) have been positive. Even when there was a small thing that was unhappy, it wasn't dwelled on, it was just mentioned, then let go. I didn't realize I had been doing THAT good. :D I also haven't been backbiting, that I saw (in the last several). The one Sevice post was more a commentary about fairbanks in general, and less about people. So, I'm not going to "take back" my previous post, but I am going to say I am very proud of myself, for how positive I have been. I have been talking about having fun at work, and having fun with Aaron and having fun with the family, etc. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so, when I last posted, it was Friday night, although it says Saturday morning. I went to bed later and woke up to quite a bit of noise. I ignored it and stayed asleep. It is the 1st. Rent is due and I had it. When I woke up a second time, I overheard Jackie telling our roommate that I better have rent for her and she wasn't putting up with it this time, etc. That really hurt my feelings. I'm over it now, but at the time, it confused me. I have never been late on rent. I have always had it by the first, usually before. Anyways, I'm over that now, just wanted to share it. Maybe people are considering that kind of thing negative. I dont think I do, its just something that happened. I used to relay almost ANYTHING of note in my blog. I have widdled it down to a bit more important things of note, usually things that hurt me, made me happy, lead to another story, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, it was a good thing, because after that I just wanted to get out of the house. I didn't feel comfortable being there because I was pretty hurt by what she said. Aaron was out of town, my dad was busy, Rachel was out of town, Nava was out of town, Karrina was out of town, etc. I didn't know who to call. I went through the list of numbers in my house phone. I called aleena and she was at work. I went to visit her at work and spent the REST of the day there, until I had to work. It was tons of fun. I have missed talking to her. Anyways, we were supposed to hang out Sunday morning, but she didn't answer her phone (I found otu later she was at the hospital getting an IV).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I just spent with Aaron until I had to work.I bought about 6 pairs of CUTE earrings. I hadn't bought anything in quite a while, and I've been told by many that you need to spend a little bit of money on yourself every once in a while. Its made me happy trying out different earrings every day at work. They are all really Long earrings, like one pair is close to my shoulders. :D Monday Aaron was busy, so I cleaned my room some. :D Yay for me. :D Monday night was 4th of July eve, so Aleena was having a party. Aaron and I were going to go, but when we called her, Felicia, Jsoh and Curtis were there, and I had no desire to see them (Neither did Aaron). We ended up not going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aleena didn't call this morning. SHe probably had to go to her mom's BBQ she was trying to avoid. I can't imagine her getting out of that. LOL! Aaron and I went shopping, which was fun, but totally uneventful fourth of July. I did MySpace message all my friends in Iraq, thanking them for serving in the military, and protecting our freedoms, etc. I know its cheesy, but I just wanted to. It was nice to hear back from Travis already. :D ANyways, it was dead at work tonight, so I got off pretty early. I went to Aaron's and we rented a movie. It was okay to see once, but definatly not much more than that. Its called "The Matador."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am home.Tomorrow I want to clean my room the rest of the way, but more importantly, I want to do some laundry at the laundrymat. Doing laundry at my dads has been working, but I won't get to stop by this week, and my work clothes are dirty, and most of my shirts, etc. Maybe i'll do my sheets too. I might drop off some clothes at sunshines to fix. I haven't decided yet. I have a few other things to do, but not crucial. Thats about all. Goodnight to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115209722698554119?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115209722698554119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115209722698554119' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115209722698554119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115209722698554119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/07/little-confused-happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Little Confused... Happy 4th of July!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115174207320885397</id><published>2006-07-01T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T00:21:13.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just thinking</title><content type='html'>So, I got an e-mail from somone saying I complain alot on my blog and do alot of backbiting and gossip. At first, I thought about it and wasn't really sure how to take it I guess. Then, as I was talking to my friend rachel, i kinda realized something (only slightly related to the backbiting and gossip stuff). She was talking to me about how her boyfriends been very, as Aaron and I call it, "Lovey Dovey" recently. She really likes it. I started thinking about how nice it is for her to have that. (I am getting to the relationship between these two. My brains weird.) She was pretty happy about that, and although alot of other crap is going on, she was able to be happy about that. I started thinking about how nice its been that my life is been going pretty easy. I like my job, even when they are being stupd. I have a few good friends that I enjoy. I have a boyfriend I love, who is Lovey Dovey quite often actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I wondered what I have been complaining about on my blog. I thought about it, and remembered some of the crappy stuff, like the Travis thing, and the roommate thing, and the Customer Service thing (although that was more of a rant than something that actually made me "unhappy about life." Anyways, I realized that although those are the things I talk about (sometimes) thats not really all that bad, and my life is going pretty good. Now, i just have to find a way to keep that fact from God so he doesn't test me by throwing some stick in my wheel and ruin the happiness I have. LOL! I figured if I keep complaining to everyone maybe it will trick God into thinking that I'm having enough tests as it is. LOL! No? it won't work you say? Lame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Aaron has noticed it too, that i've been alot angrier recently. I talk about people at work sometimes and how they make me mad, and get REALLY into it, or I talk about people on the road, or the McDonalds thing (that one was the worst). I would get really angry and glare at these people, etc. Then I'd come home and rant (loudly) to him about it. I was trying to figure out why I've been letting these little things upset me. I don't know if its the people I'm around (my roommate, people at work, etc.) or if its something to do with me. They don't really ruin my life or anything (these little things) just recently they have been bothering me and then the ranting is just cause i like to talk I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I apologize for some of the complaining on my blog. I am not going to apologize for all of it, because the main point of this blog for me is to A) Let people know whats going on in my life and B) to vent my frustrations. I try to do that without being mean about people. I think I've gotten better about it. If people just come on here to see what i've been up to, I don't have enough to write about to blog even every week. The only thing that changes from week to week is either my work schedule, or my bill situation, which is basically, i'm Caught up, etc. Speaking of, I transferred the money to Aaron today. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115174207320885397?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115174207320885397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115174207320885397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115174207320885397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115174207320885397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/07/just-thinking.html' title='Just thinking'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115099710853689613</id><published>2006-06-22T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T15:31:06.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Service in Fairbanks, just sad</title><content type='html'>Service in Fairbanks is just lacking. I've noticed it mostly because I have worked in several service industries, and have had to work with those people who seem to lack whatever it is that makes for good service. So, I was at McDonalds last night. I understand that its McDonalds, the employees get paid only so much to put up with crap, and I understand that its not really a high standard of service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, there was one person in the drivethru, and I pulled in behind them. They waited for a while, and then pulled through. Seems normal. I pull up and no one says anything for about a minute or two. Usually they at least say, one moment, but I figured they were busy. After a while, I looked over and saw that it was slightly dark inside, although there were still some lights on, and that the person was no longer in the drivethrough. I said hello into the speaker and no reply. I honked my horn just to get someone's attention, thinking they didn't know they had customers. No response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove up to the window and looked right at a girl standing around inside. She looked right back at me, walked towards the window, then right past into the lobby. I was extremely mad at this point. I honked at her, and she ignored me still, so I left. As I drove off, vowing to come back the next day, I saw a manager (the blue shirts) smoking in the entryway, and he ducked as I drove by, because he had heard me honk and knew I was upset that they were closed. I didn't care that they were closed, I cared that I was ignored and there was no way for me to know they were closed until I was ignored by employee's in uniforms, and a manager no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I had to get up to take Aaron to the dentist. I stopped by the same McDonalds. I asked the guy working the register if he was a manger. He indeed was (blue shirt) and so I asked if they were open last night. He said they were not because HE was the only one there all night. I told him that I came there last night and there was no sign at all saying they were closed, and a girl inside looked right at me and ignored me. Turns out she was "off the clock" and was waiting for a ride (from 11-2 apparently). He just apologized in a "I don't really care" kinda way. I figured it wouldn't do much good to tell him, the person who was hiding from me, instead of his boss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I started that blog earlier, like Wednesday morning, but I didn't get a chance to finish it until today (Monday). I have been so busy with taking care of Aaron, and then being at work that I haven't had a chance to do much. I liked taking care of Aaron though. :D It was fun. He was really appreciative (especially at first, when he was on his med's) but it made me feel like a good girlfriend. :D He said I didn't do as good as a job as his mom would've, but that is to be expected, and that I did almost as good a job. No one can take care of you like your mother can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thats all I've been doing since then, is taking care of Aaron (alot of sleeping, watching movies, etc.) and working. Work has been eventful. We had 3 cooks and a hostess walk out one day. then two days later another cook walked out. (all of these at the beginning or mid shift) So, yeah, work has been fun. haven't been making NEARLY the money I used to because of all the cook drama, but I'm still making okay money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still up to date on all my bills. :D I need to write a letter to the student loan people asking for deferment. Otherwise, 7/18 I'll start owing them money. I can afford it, but would rather not. I have been saving up money, and can afford to pay Aaron back, and I've already paid back my tickets. So I only owe my dad some. Next bill that is due is rent on the first, and there are three of us this month, so its cheaper. I will be able to start saving up money to move as soon as I pay my dad back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I went to the Mud Drags at the Mitchell Raceway. That was fun. Aaron, Nava and I sat together, and I got to see Chris, Merena, Craig, Jen's, and Reggie (all people from the newsminer). Sunday I went to my dads birthday party out at Chena lakes. Aaron and I went, and Nava, my dad, Amin, Ben, Kayla, Briana, Carol, Jeremy, Junior (who I haven't seen in a while), a few of my dads friends, and then April at the end were all there. Aaron and I went Canoeing a couple times. It stared to rain at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats about all from my week. I really need to clean my room, but I don't know if I will. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115099710853689613?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115099710853689613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115099710853689613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115099710853689613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115099710853689613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/06/service-in-fairbanks-just-sad.html' title='Service in Fairbanks, just sad'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115079521567060025</id><published>2006-06-20T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T01:20:15.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life in the Bar and Trip to Anchorage</title><content type='html'>So, life in the bar is still good. I make over $22.00 an hour on average, and most nights I make between 15% and 20% of my sales in tips. Saturday night I actually walked out with 20% in tips, even though we tip 2.75% to the Hostesses and Bartender. The most I've made in one night is $120, and the most I've worked is less than 7 hours. I think thats pretty good. :D Anyways, its alot of fun in the bar because if there is nothing to do, I can chat with my customers, who are almost always chatty, but I don't have to worry about getting in trouble for "not working".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if I am going to be able to afford to move at the end of June. I wanted to, but I need about $1500 and I have $250 saved up, and haven't paid my dad or Aaron back yet. I DID pay my tickets, only because they wrote me a letter telling me I HAD to pay them back or else they would go to collections and charge me a $50 late fee. So, all I owe left is $1000. :D I think if I keep making about $400 a week in tips, then I can pay my dad and Aaron back, and afford to move by the end of the summer. What its all going to REALLY depend on is Boston's in Anchorage. If they want me to move down there and work there at the end of the month, then I will, if not, then I will wait until they do need me for full time. (well Boston's Full Time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trip to Anchorage sunday was Interesting... yes, perfect word. I was going to get off of work Saturday night and go home and go to bed. Aaron wanted me to come help him pack. I went to his house, after waiting at McDonalds Drive Thru for 30 minutes because they were SO busy at both drive thrus. I helped him pack, and by the time we were done, it was about 4 AM. I still wanted to take a shower, so we went to my house and I took a shower. When I was done, it was about 4:40, so we stopped by my dads to get my other boxes. It was POURING out and my dad had locked the door, so I had to run to the back to get the key, then come back out, get the boxes, then go put the key back. I was dripping wet. We stopped by a gas station for drinks and food and left. We left town at 5:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron drove, on no sleep the whole way there. We get there and its already 1:30 or something. (he was driving a big truck towing a trailer, so thats why it took so long. He called one storage company and they had no open spaces. He called one more and they had one, but closed at 2. We rushed there to get a storage space. We pulled up and it was SO ghetto, that I didn't want to leave the stuff there, but we didn't have much choice. We looked at the spot, and it seemed okay, although there was trash all in it. He bought it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to open the gate RIGHT after buying it, and the number wouldn't work. I went in to tell them and the girl was already gone. She left as SOON as we had walked out to the truck. She knew we were going to unpack it right now. She saw me walk up there, but she was in her car and just drove away. I figured out that she had doubled up a number, and got us in (I saved the day!) We unpacked the trailor and put everything in the storage space. Aaron closed the door, put the lock on, and jiggled it, just to check. The door still opened. It turns out it was BROKEN and even after locking it, the door opened. He took out his tools and fixed it so it wouldn't slide open anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we were hungry, so we went to eat. Jordan was going to look at apartments with us, but she had to do something with her dad for Fathers day and she had expected us earlier. As a sidenote, I did call my dad, because he was also in Anchorage, and he didn't have time to do anything for fathers day, so we are going out to eat Tuesday for lunch. We ate at Royal Fork and then went apartment hunting. I didn't look at half cause they were in bad neighborhoods, and then another quarter cause we didn't have time. We left town at 7:30 PM. We stopped on the way back and took a nap (cause Aaron hadn't slept at all since saturday afternoon). Then, after only an hour nap, Aaron drove the rest of the way home. I had a fun trip with him. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got home at 4 AM. I went almost straight to sleep and didn't wake up until 4:30 PM, besides the two phone calls I got. Work wanted me to come in at 11:30 to help out, but called back and told me that they had someone, because I told them I would if they didn't have anyone. My room is a MESS because I packed 4 boxes and my stereo and microwave and fridge all in 2 hours. I also took my desk and gave it to jackie and took her desk outside. Aaron packed it all into the trailor cause I had to get to work. So, tomorrow, I want to go to eat with my dad for fathers day, get a new license cause I lost mine, clean my room, hang out with Sigourney maybe, and hang out with ben in the evening. I also need to finish filling out the Boston's application and fax it to them. Busy day. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115079521567060025?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115079521567060025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115079521567060025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115079521567060025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115079521567060025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/06/life-in-bar-and-trip-to-anchorage.html' title='Life in the Bar and Trip to Anchorage'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-115021481524718893</id><published>2006-06-13T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T08:06:55.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Working in the Bar</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I am working on the Bar side of Boston's now, and i absolutly love it (sorry parents). Its alot more fun, and I make ALOT more money. Last night it was slow according to the bartender, and I made $80 in 5.5 hours. I spent most of the night talking to this one table, because they were there all night and really talkative. Most of the customers are alot more friendly in the bar. In the restaurant, the idea is to get in, get food, and get out. IN the bar, most of the people come to hang out, so they want to talk to the waitress, which in turn, gets me better tips. :D Plus, I get to wear a WAY cuter outfit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, enough about that. For people if they want to stop by... RACHEL... my schedule is Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday night. So, if someone... RACHEL... and her friends are going out Friday or Saturday night, Boston's has a fun bar... kinda. :D Then I could be your Bar Server. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole Travis thing is mostly over. I just stopped talking to anyone about it, except I mentioned to Lori to let me know if he said anything about me. She said she noticed his lying too. Either way, I am done with it. Travis wants to be friends again, but I keep having to tell him its going to be a long time. He wants me to forgive him and get over it. I think he still thinks he was right, but that he's sorry about yelling at me and harassing/threatening me. I don't think he sees the lying as a problem. He called Aaron like 4 times a day every day until Sunday, when Aaron FINALLY called him back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, not much doing. I called Jordan last night, and she has signed a year lease with her boyfriend. I had been planning on not staying with her, but then I realized how expensive everything is on my own. I guess I don't really have a choice though. She was the ONLY person I could think of. Yesterday I had all this stuff to get done and didn't get anything done. I can't figure out how my productivity works. Why am I TOTALLY ON some days, and then do NOTHING others. I get it someday. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-115021481524718893?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/115021481524718893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=115021481524718893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115021481524718893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/115021481524718893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/06/working-in-bar.html' title='Working in the Bar'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114985203665436959</id><published>2006-06-09T02:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T03:20:36.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are getting out of hand</title><content type='html'>So, Tuesday was my 1st day off. I got up pretty late, and hung out around the house. Got a few things done, like depositing money, etc. Before I went to my dads to do laundry and watch the movie, I visited Aaron. I told him to read my blog, and he did. He was not happy about the idea of me going early, but I think he just knows he would miss me. I did watch a movie, but doing the laundry didn't work out cause the landlord at his place had unplugged the dryer/washer to use the plug in and we didn't want to mess with it. The movie was okay, not so great. I talked to my dad about leaving early. We decided together it is probalby the best choice I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday morning I had to go to work again. I was planning on talking to Travis, but I just put that aside forthe end of work. All day he bugged me about what was up and to talk to him. I told him every time that I would talk to him later, that I didn't feel that Lori should have to pay me to sit there and talk about this with him. When I had NO customers, I was being all productive and deep cleaning stuff. I was proud of myself. Travis was going to leave, and said to call him. I didn't want to do this over the phone so I talked to him then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, he gave these excuses about why he didn't want them. I don't know why. I told him that didn't matter, he tried to explain that the date wasn't really a date, it was supposed to be a "hangout." Then, when I told him that wasn't hte part I was mad about either, it was the lying, etc, he basically said they were lying. We argued for a while, going back and forth, getting nowhere. I told him I didn't believe him cause he does lie, etc. He was pretty mad that I had gone and told Sari that he was a liar the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When work was over, I called Aaron. He stopped by boston's while my last table was finishing up. Sari and Celia got to work, and mentioned to me that Travis had come BACK to work Monday and told them that he had tlaked to me and I had been joking about calling him a liar and I had apologized about the whole thing. I didn't "forget to mention" that part in my last post. It just DIDN"T happen. I didn't even apologize on Wednesday. We were all laughing about it, because he thought it was funny that he was trying to get away with all this. Kym overheard us, and asked to talk to me. Kym asked me if Travis had a girlfriend. I told her that he did and it was their 3 year anniversary the other day. Kym was a little shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Aaron and I left. We went to Aaron's house for a bit. We ended up going 4-wheeling at Birch hill, which was fun. When we got back, Bryce and Aaron wanted to go eat. We went to Chili's. That was fun. Aaron came over and we watched "The Davinci Code" excepts its from Korea, so I couldn't read the subtitles, and some parts were in french, and not english. It was okay, but i fell asleep towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was my other day off. I was going to get up early and go do my laundry, but I slept in. I went to my dads to do laundry, did a couple errands, came back to my dads, and my clothes weren't dry. I went and did errands for him, and they still weren't dry (I had put a huge load in there and it had to be on low). I went home for a little while. When I was at home, Travis called me. He asked me what was up with me "talking S***" about him at work. I told him I didn't. He asked me why people were calling his cell phone to tell him that I did. I told him I didn't know. Aaron called, so I told him I had to go. I talked to Aaron for a few minutes, and then went back to my dads. The clothes were finally done. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back home to wait until Aaron was done with work, etc. Travis had called me 2 times while I was at my dads. I called him back, and he didn't answer. I left a message saying I was returning his call, if he wanted to talk to me. He called back a WHILE later. He yelled at me for about half an hour about me getting in his business. A lot was said, including &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"if you are going to make life hard for me, I will make life hard for you at work"&lt;/span&gt; which he apparently doesn't consider a threat, because he said later he "never threatened me". He kept insisting I was talking crap about him, and I kept telling him I didn't. It also came up that I didn't consider him a friend anymore. That surprised him for some reason. I don't know if he has alot of friends that Threaten, Harass and Lie to him. I try not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, finally, towards the very end of the conversation, he randomly apologized for yelling at me. I wasn't sure why, because for the last few minutes, I hadn't said ANYTHING new. Either way, it didn't seem very sincere. I called Aaron, and went to his house. While I was at Aaron's house I decided that Tomorrow at work I'm going to talk to Lori. Not about EVERYTHING and I won't even use names (I came up with that part later), but just let her know that SOMEONE is mad at me, and might try to say things about me to her to get me in trouble, and that if that happens, to ask me about it, and I promise to tell her the truth about it, even if it will get me fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If Travis tries to talk to me about it, I will just tell him I don't want to talk about it anymore, and to just let it go. If anyone else asks me about him and Karrina, I will just say last time I talked to her they were dating, but I don't want to say anything more. I figure that is the best course of action. Alot of people want me to just say nothing and tell them to either ask travis, or that I don't know. The problem with that, is that Karrina is a friend of mine, and I love her and don't want people to do mean things to her. If these girls keep listening to his lies, it could hurt Karrina, or them, and I don't want any of them hurt, most of all Karrina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this has put a bunch of stress on me. Although I had already almost definatly decided to leave for Anchorage at the end of June, its even more sure now, because I don't want to have to work with Travis, and I don't want to have to work with Tony (I don't remember if I've mentioned him, but he grabbed my ass at work, and when I told Travis about it, he supposedly told Lori, but nothing ever happened about it) and they work opposite shifts. Doesn't leave much time for me to work. It will just be alot easier for EVERYTHING if I leave now, and then Aaron comes down mid-august. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114985203665436959?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114985203665436959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114985203665436959' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114985203665436959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114985203665436959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/06/things-are-getting-out-of-hand.html' title='Things are getting out of hand'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114959235579952183</id><published>2006-06-06T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T03:12:35.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>So, anyone who has read my blog since my old apartment knows wny I moved out. She was smoking weed in the apartment. So, when I moved into this place, I explained that to my new roommate, that that was why I moved out, and how upset I was that she smoked weed in the house, and it stunk up the whole house, etc. When I moved into this place my dad was really excited because he believes the fact that she is so clean will be a good influence on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, every now and then I'd come home and it would smell like weed again, but the first few times, I dismissed it and me going crazy. Then I started to smell it more and more, and realized that I have run into the same problem that I had at my old place. My current roommate ALSO smokes weed in the house. I have come home before and the farthest I've ever smelt it is in the hallway. Well, tonight when I came home, I could smell it ALL the way at the door as soon as I walked in. I can still smell it in my room, although barely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dilemma comes in here. I don't want the same thing to happen that happened at the last place to happen again. It was a big hassle. I have no way of knowing how to get ahold of the landlord, and even if I did, from my understanding, he wouldn't really care anyways. He might even tell my roommate that I talked to him about it, and then I have no place to stay. I don't really have anywhere to go until the end of the summer. The other option is to just deal with it, ignore it, etc. Thats pretty much what I did last time, and look where it got me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only option I can see is moving to Anchorage early. I could Transfer to Boston's now, get an apartment there now, and be there for a month and a half without Aaron. I don't know if I can handle that... I might be able to, but I'm just not sure. Part of me wants to just so my roommate can all of a sudden have to pay more each month for rent cause I'm gone. I almost wish the other girl hadn't moved in, cause then she would have to pay the full 750 by herself. Yes, I'm bitter. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would talk to my dad about it, but I'm not sure if i want to. Not only is he SO excited about me having a clean "supposedly responsible" roommate, but then I would have to move, no matter what, because he was SO disappointed before when I lived in a house where that was going on. If I stayed here and he knew my roommate did that, then he would be disappointed that I am staying. I could live with him for a two and a half months, but I cannot, although few know the reasons why. I cannot really think of anyone else I could live with for the rest of the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will just talk to Aaron about it. If I moved at the end of June, its only a month and a half, and although I would miss him more than anything, I could see him if he visited, or I visited here, and it would be a good test of our relationship and love. I really hope if thats what I have to do, that it can handle it, because he means the world to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Ideas anyone? Please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114959235579952183?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114959235579952183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114959235579952183' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114959235579952183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114959235579952183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/06/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114957414664030923</id><published>2006-06-05T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T22:40:59.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mad at Bostons, Mad at Travis, So, I don't like work anymore. :(</title><content type='html'>Sorry I didn't post over the weekend. Aaron was over here a bit, and he hates sitting here while I post. :P Lets see, Friday I went to work, and didn't get to finish my last table until about 5:15 or 5:30. I didn't clock off until 6:15 because I needed Lori to discount my food from the morning. She was standing there "babysitting" Jared because he couldn't separate this check by himself. She walked away once to answer someone's question, like 3 feet, and he was like "Lori, Lori, Lori, Lori..." and was mad at her for walking away. He's not usually that bad. Anyways, FINALLY she got a chance to discount my food. I did my cashout and clocked off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had worked 7.25 hours. I needed them to adjust my time, because they were going to automatically take 30 minutes out for a break I didn't take. I asked Betsy because Lori was busy. She started grilling me about why I didn't take a break, and then why it took so long to cash out. Finally, she was like, "ask Lori." So I asked Lori, who asked me the same things. She told me to write her a note and she'd do it later. I told her EVERYTIME I write a note, it doesn't get done. She insisted she'd get it done. I was really mad they didn't want to do it at first, and then had to wait around for 15-30 minutes to get my paycheck cause they were busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really remember what I did Friday night. Saturday morning I went to work and had an okay day. Lori still hadn't adjusted my time, but she said she still had my note, and she would get to it. After work, I went to my uncle's for dinner, and then to Aaron's house. He wanted to go 4-wheeling, but it was cold. Once Bryce came home, us and Grundy went to Denny's, then rented a movie. It looked like a TOTALLY campy, corny movie, that we would laugh at and it wouldn't be scary. It scared me a bit. I was complaining about not being able to sleep. I was getting ready to go home, and give Grundy a ride, when Aaron got ready to go. I asked him later why he decided to go (because he said he wasn't going to spend the night cause I had to get up and it was his ONLY day to sleep in). He said so I could sleep, cause I was going to be scared. It was really sweet of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning, he took my car, so we could sleep a bit longer. I went to work, and my time still wasn't adjusted. I didn't realize it until the end of my shift. I told Betsy and asked her to change it. She told me she wasn't going to change it cause she talked to Lori on Friday and Lori said she wasn't going to change it. I told her I talked to Lori on Saturday and she told me she was going to change it, she just hadn't gotten around to it. Betsy was like "whatever, you have to talk to her." I was SO MAD! They are having troubles at Boston's, and so they are hoping they get away with not paying employees for time they are working, and that will solve some of their money problems. Its so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left work REALLY pissed. Aaron picked me up and I went and bought the Bra's from Victoria Secret. I can't wait to get them in the mail. We rented a movie and went to his house. He wanted to go 4-wheeling again, but I didn't want to because it was cold again (It had snowed Sunday.... in JUNE!). We ended up taking the 4-wheeler to McPeaks to get ice cream sandwhiches. It WAS cold. We watched the movie, then I came home and went to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work this morning, and asked Lori about what Betsy said. Turns out, she had changed it Saturday night, but on the Computer, not the time clock, so thats why it didn't look like it was changed. She showed it to me on the computer. Anyways, I was having an OKAY day besides low tips, etc. Kristin came into work and wanted to talk to me. We talked while I was cashing out. Apparently Travis had told Kym to ask her out on a date. Also turns out, Travis had told Kristin that he wasn't dating Karrina anymore and that his mom was sick, so his girlfriend was living with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was REALLY mad. I was going to talk to him, and Celia had overheard part of our conversation, I think. She told me that her sister (who works in the kitchen) Sari was talking to her about Travis. Travis had told Sari the same thing about Karrina, and that I was lying to everyone at work about it becuase I was friends with her and wanted them to get back together, or I was in denile about the whole thing. She also said that he keeps calling her outside of work trying to get her to go "hang out" with him, and then when she FINALLY says okay, he blows her off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made me EVEN MADDER! Not only was he acting like he didn't have a girlfriend so girls would say they would go out with him, but now he's telling people at work that &lt;strong&gt;I'M&lt;/strong&gt; lying about it. My legs were shaking I was sooo mad. I told Sari before I left not to believe anything Travis said because he's a liar, and I was definatly going to have a talk with him and probably his girlfriend. She told me she was going to talk to me about it, but Celia had told me first. I called Aaron and asked him to come over since I was so mad about it, even though I had somewhere to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came over and I told him about it... I was still really upset. I called Karrina and asked if she was going to feast. She didn't know about it, but she decided to go. I got ready to go (although I almost didn't go cause I was tired, but I needed to talk to Karrina and I had invited her, so it would be mean to not show up after that). I casually was talking to her during feast about whatever, and was going to talk to her after feast. Turns out it is her and Travis's 3 year anniversary tomorrow. I couldn't tell her about it, with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if its wrong not to tell her, because "technically" he isn't cheating, and although I think what he is doing is wrong, he could be joking etc. I called Aaron when I got home to tell him. Apparently Travis had called him and told him half of the story (cause he knew I was mad at him), Aaron would say what so he doesn't get in the middle. He said he was joking about some of it, I think. Anyways, Aaron told him I hadn't told him anything (so he wasn't in the middle). I told Aaron that I am going to talk to Travis next time I see him and tell him if I hear even ONE more story like that, where he's asking girls out, saying he's not dating Karrina anymore... etc, that I will tell Karrina about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still REALLY mad about everything, even if he was joking, its not only funny, but NO ONE knows that he's "joking" and I know he lies to me too, so it doesn't give me much faith that he's only "joking" here. Oh well, enough venting. Sorry guys, I hope I didn't do any name calling on here. If I did, point it out. I'm trying not to, but its hard when I'm so mad. Thats about all. Aaron is 4-wheeling. I might make deviled Eggs tonight, while I wait for Aaron to get done. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114957414664030923?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114957414664030923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114957414664030923' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114957414664030923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114957414664030923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/06/mad-at-bostons-mad-at-travis-so-i-dont.html' title='Mad at Bostons, Mad at Travis, So, I don&apos;t like work anymore. :('/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114923791016300778</id><published>2006-06-02T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T00:45:10.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Productivity Down, but not much.</title><content type='html'>So, I wasn't nearly as productive as yesterday. I woke up late, because of a power-out. I didn't feel like doing anything right away, so I watched a movie. I didn't WANT to work out, but decided I needed to. That was tough cause I'm still sore from yesterday. After that, I took a shower. I got done and Aaron wasn't done with work yet, so I went to eat. He called and I went to his house. Before I left, I met my new roommate. She seems nice enough. I'm sure she has heard alot of bad things about me already, but hopefully that won't become a problem. LOL! What a pessemist I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to Aaron's and we called and got directions to Kristin's house. We were about to leave when travis stopped by. He was all mad cause we didn't invite him to go with us. He was joking about it, but I think he was hurt by it. I tried to explain I didn't INVITE anyone. It was supposed to be me and Aaron and Krisitin, then Halley said she wanted to go, so I said SURE. Then Aaron asked if Bryce could go and I said SURE. We asked travis then if he wanted to go, but he was busy. Apparently this girl from work called him and wanted him to give her a ride on his 4-wheeler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got up to Kristins, way off the main road. There are some NICE houses up there. HUGE! Hers is huge too. She complained that sometimes, when you are alone, it is too big, and she doesn't like that. Anyways, we went to find some trails and almost every trail would dead end either in someones yard/driveway or into something we couldn't bring the 4-wheelers (like trees to close together). After only about an hour we were back at her house. It was still fun. I had dust ALL over my face and in my eyes because we went on the roads quite a bit. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron and I stopped by and bought the last of our "nenana trip money" on dinner. I shouldn't be writing about much more eating out now, cause that is gone. We went back to his house and couldn't find anything to do really, so I came home. Tomorrow morning I have to work. I want to make alot of money because Victoria's Secret is having a sale, and I REALLY need Bra's. I have needed them for a while, but I only have one that I will wear that isn't broken, and I need more than that. It is a really good deal (like 2 bra's for the price of 2 or 3) and free shipping. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get my paycheck tomorrow, and June has 3 paychecks, so one of them is like free money. I'm not going to run and blow it, like I usually would, but I might use it to buy these bra's. The other two will be for bills. I don't even have ANY bills due until the 18th. :P 7/18 I have to start paying back my student loans or ask them to defer them. I was thinking of taking some classes at UAA if I could afford it, but I don't want to ask them to defer them unless I"m pretty sure I"m going to take a few classes. I will have to talk to my dad and figure if I will be able to afford them. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114923791016300778?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114923791016300778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114923791016300778' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114923791016300778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114923791016300778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/06/productivity-down-but-not-much.html' title='Productivity Down, but not much.'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114915856926266843</id><published>2006-06-01T02:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T02:42:49.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Productivity to the MAX!</title><content type='html'>So, I am Super proud of myself. :D I really am. Yesterday (Tuesday) was one of my days off. I got up around noon cause Aaron called. He had a dentist appointment and wanted to know if I wanted lunch after. Seemed weird cause usually I'm not allowed to eat after the dentist, but if he can, then sure. We go to Wendy's. YAY Wendy's. I'm so glad its open again. Their fries weren't too good, but the service was super fast. The line was really long, and we got in and to a table with food in like 5 minutes. Sweetness. I took my own car so he could go straight back to work. After wendy's I went to Fred's to get some cleaning stuff and deposit some money. I am not up to $150 at AkUSA, on its way to paying back my dad and Aaron. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deposited some money at NSFCU too. I stopped by the Post Office on the way home and picked up an envelope and stamps to Mail my mom's mothers day gift. Now, no ragging people. I sent her a card, and then thought of a sweet gift afterwards, which will probably make her cry, so HAH! Anyways, I got home and was supposed to hang out with Kristin Norman, who is back in town after moving to Georgia. She wasn't ready yet, so I cleaned the entry-way (like swept and then scrubbed on my hands and knees). After that, I noticed the porch was super dirty, so I swept the entire porch, steps, and by the front window. I even knocked the dust out of the doormat. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Kristin called, and we went to Wendy's. I didn't buy anything cause I'm not eating out. I got to see her baby and her and her friend Lenaea (spelling is SO wrong there). I ate leftovers at home (hey, it was leftover steak, so its not bad at all!) and put my hair in pig-tail braids cause we were going to go 4-wheeling. I went over to Aaron's house, and he was snuggling up under his blanket. He wantd to nap. I was surprised cause I thought he wanted to go 4-wheeling, but he wanted to nap. I watched TV for a bit, and played a computer game for a bit. Eventually, he woke up. We went to the store to get his letter mailed off to get his transcripts sent to UAA, and he went grocery shopping. After we got home, we decided to go to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rented two movies, and watched one before going to bed. He also made a fort (yes, my 20 year old boyfriend made a fort with a sheet and rubberbands and tacs). He had to get up for work on Wednesday (today), and I had to work at 11:30. I worked till about 4, only making $40. It was DEAD.  I had some nice talks with Troy, the manager, cause he hasn't managed in a while, so he's been too busy to talk. The cooks were ridiculously slow part of the times. Corporate is coming though, soon, which menas work is going to suck for a bit, with all the cleaning. I let Taz work the last hour instead of me cause it was so dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Fred Meyers and bought groceries for home. I'm not eating out anymore, for at least a week, and then only if I feel I must, and only once a week. When I got home, I put the food in the fridge, organized all my old food in the fridge, found some of Nina's food and threw it away (after I confirmed it wasn't Jackie's, cause that would have been bad), moved half my food from the pantry to a cabinet, and even cleaned out the cabinets before I put the food in. After that, I worked out (YAY FOR ME!) and then called Aaron. I got read to go and went to his house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He seemed tired again, but decided to go 4-wheeling. We went to Birch Hill at Ft Wainwright (after he got a new truck battery at Sears and changed it in the parking lot). It was TONS of fun. After we were done, we went to WalMart, and then to Barnes and Noble. He didn't come in with me cause he didn't want to, but I went in and looked at cookbooks. My dad is going to give me his, cause I couldn't find one (they have WAY too many) and he has one I'd probably like. We went back to his house, and we were going to watch the other movie, but he had to do something with his truck. While I waited I watched TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he came in, we were going to start the movie, and RIGHT as we were going to start the movie, Travis called. THey were talking for a bit, so I went to the kitchen. As a sidenote, these boys NEVER do dishes. They are boys. Its okay, but there was some mold in the bottom of the sink, so I felt like I HAD to do dishes. I didn't mind, and I figured it would make Aaron happy, and surprise him. Does anyone recall what happened last time I surprised him? (The fish?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came in and got mad at me cause I wasn't watching the movie with him cause i wanted to finish the dishes. I told him to watch it without me, but he didn't want to. I told him to help me so they got done quicker, he didn't want to. He called me Jackie cause he felt I was lecturing him. Of course that made me pretty mad, but I wanted to finish the dishes. Towards the end, he came in and talked to me, and apologized. He waited for me to finish, and then we went in and finished the movie. Just so no one tries to save me from the EVIL boys who MAKE me do dishes, I didn't mind doing them, no one asked me to, it was a favor, so no one get those ideas. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, now I'm home and going to go to sleep. I'm going to try to clean the bathroom tomorrow, and maybe the rest of my room (the desk still needs to be cleanedl, and vacuuming would be nice. :D I will have to take down the fort though, cause it gets in the way. Sorry Aaron. I am supposed to go 4-wheeling with Kristin and Halley and Aaron tomorrow after he gets off work, but I also promised rachel if she called that I would immediately help her, which I will, so I may have to postpone that if she wants it. (The IRS screwed her over... Rachel, I will help, I promise, Love you!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to make a completely unrelated oberservation I guess it would be. I realize that sometimes I've gotten upset about someone and used my blog as a way to VENT, because it felt like it was a way to get all the anger out without backbiting or hurting anyways. I think it is like that, but then after the whole thing with my roommate, I realized that if someone who I was "venting" about stumbled across this blog, they might be extremely hurt. I would feel really bad about that. My blog is no secret, so its not like someone would have to go hunting for it. ANYWAYS, I was thinking about it, because I really still need to vent. It has helped me get over alot of stuff. I think what I will do is try really hard to only relive the incident, and how it made me feel. I will try to avoid name-calling and other possibly hurt-ful things. That is what I tried to do during the whole blog about the incident with Jackie. I would relay interesting things that I read on her blog that pertained to me, and relayed the incident, but tried to call her names or say some of the things I was thinking about her when I was mad. I tried to relay how I FELT about it. I think thats very mature of me, but mabye not. LOL! We'll have to see how it goes. If anyone notices me using name-calling, let me know, so I know and then can try to do better the next time around. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114915856926266843?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114915856926266843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114915856926266843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114915856926266843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114915856926266843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/06/productivity-to-max.html' title='Productivity to the MAX!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114898468298331554</id><published>2006-05-30T01:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T02:24:43.020-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy, Silly Feeling Post</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I guess I'll update from the last couple days, but first I want to warn you. For some Crazy reason, I feel silly, oh so silly, so silly and willy and jay... okay, see, that is an example of what will come to pass throughout this blog, so if you can't handle it, then I suggest saving it for another time. If you are ready for this, if you think you can HANDLE this... then proceed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, saturday at work went much better. I hardly worked because it was Memorial Day weekend, everyone was out camping, etc. No one to eat at little old Bostons. I worked from 11-2:30 or something, and I made like $30 or so. Sad, I know. I got off work, and called Aaron. He hadn't gone on the trip, but he was busy helping bryce with something, so I went home. I cleaned my room!!! (Ta da da DA! okay, sounds are bad online, but that was like the superhero da da da da thing... ya know... ) My roommate was home when I got home on Saturday, and I was dreading it, but I just walked to my room. I played around for a while, but after a bit, I really cleaned my room. I can see the floor! I hope "Aunt Hocchamagoocha" is coming over. Okay, hardly anyone will get that reference, but seriously... its a funny one. (ALthough I really don't think I'd be happy if she did, cause she's got high standards, and its not THAT great, just WAY greater than before. LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIDENOTE!!! So, as you can see from the first part of the post, one LONG paragraph really only said I worked little, made little, went hom and cleaned my room. This is DEFINATLY not going to be short and sweet. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very proud of myself. So, I called Aaron, and we went to his house, because we were having a BBQ, except without the food. Yeah, it sounds lame, it was just a campfire, with nothing. I think 1 person roasted a marshmellow. It was only me, Aaron, Kyle, Rachel, Travis and Karrina, and not even ALL at the same time. :P We sat around a campfire. WOW, we are just CRAZY folk! Anyways, we were giong to go 4-wheeling, and rachel had gotten a ride from Aaron, so we decided to 4-wheel her home. We tried to go through base, but didn't want ot get in trouble, so we took this WAY OUT OF THE WAY way. Okay, I said Way, WAY too many times in that sentance. We should have some herbs and whey... heehee. Okay, sorry. We had to cross this STREAM. The boys called it a creek, or a slu... it was a freakin stream. Either way, we made it. We got to Rachels house without getting thrown in Army Jail. Hooray for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dropped rachel off, but I was REALLY cold, and Karrina was a little, and we didn't want to go back through the stream. Rachel offered to bring us home in her sisters car, but we told her it was okay, so we went back with the boys. I"m too happy to think about sad times, but there was this whole drama on the way back with me and Aaron in a fight, but the end conclusion was we still love each other, it was a misunderstanding, and although Travis got involved for a moment, and there was a bit of tension after that between him and Aaron, its over now and everythings Mango-y. (I wanted to use something other than peachy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got home and my eyes hurt like a mother... although I don't know what a mother hurts like, so I shouldn't use that example, but it did hurt pretty bad, and I"m sure mothers hurt pretty bad sometimes. :P I fell asleep at Aaron's house watching this movie I'd already seen. It was 4am by the time we were done. Aaron was sleepy too, so sometimes he wants to take a little nap before he drives me home. I didn't take out my contacts, because I was thinking he was taking me home. We snuggle-bugged up in his bed, and fell asleep. I woke up a few times, but couldn't see the clock at ALL. My eyes hurt so much more! Like a GRANDMOTHER! sorry... just kidding... I fell back asleep. I was going to call in to work cause I had chills like CRAZY because of being cold on the 4-wheeler all night, plus my eyes hurt. (i knew it would be dead anyways).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't call. I didn't wake up until 2. Aaron woke up in the morning, but it was morning, I had already stayed over (it was an accident) so we just stayed asleep. I should have called work after we got up, but I didn't. Bad Evelyna! (slap on wrist...OW! that really did hurt, I see why they use it as punishment). My eyes hurt so bad, so I took out my contacts. More pain. I got in Aaron's truck for him to drive me home, and I couldn't keep my eyes open in the truck because it felt SO BRIGHT outside, and it made me dizzy to force them to stay open. Finally, i got to my house, put Visine in my eyes, took a shower and rinsed my eyes a bit, and then put in brand new contacts. Did that solve the problem at all? No. (man my wrist hurts. :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes have been red like I have been doing HARDCORE drugs since Sunday Morning. Not been doing drugs since sunday morning, but red since sunday morning. Aaron and I went to dinner at Chili's, and I treated myself to a steak because I have paid all my bills until the 18th of June, which is pretty good. :D Its 2 paychecks away.  :D i'm not going to pay to eat out at all for at least, exactly a week, that way i can spend less on food. Anyways, after dinner we stopped by Walmart to waste time. I went to my dads to watch a movie and do laundry. Travis called Aaron while we were at Walmart and asked if we wanted to help him with something. We said yes. When I was done with my dads, we met up at Aarons house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan for the night&lt;br /&gt;*Ride with Travis and Karrina to Nenana while they haul boats.&lt;br /&gt;*Aaron drives one of the trucks back to FBKS and be home at about midnight.&lt;br /&gt;*Sleep until 3am&lt;br /&gt;*Pick up Ruhi and Ben and bring them to Sigourney's house&lt;br /&gt;*Observe Ascension of Baha'u'llah (Baha'i Holy Day)&lt;br /&gt;*Drive Ruhi and Ben Home&lt;br /&gt;*Be back at home by5am&lt;br /&gt;*Sleep until 8am&lt;br /&gt;*Call work, tell them I will be in today&lt;br /&gt;*leave for work at 10:15&lt;br /&gt;*Be at work 30 minutes early to talk to boss and apologize for not calling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me explain how the night ACTUALLY went. We get to Travis's house, and they haven't finished loading the boats. THey were already on trailers, but they weren't hooked up to the trucks yet, and the boats weren't loaded up, and the stuff that was already loaded wasn't strapped down, etc. We left their house at 11:15 or 11:30. We went to Fred's to get gas, and went inside (cause these guys, not travis but the rest, are going to be in Villages ALL summer, so they wanted to stock up). They had to kick us out of Freds cause it was midnight. We left TOWN at 12:15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drive was fun. We were in this car with this guy named scott, really funny guy, had a ncie talk, some jokes, some fun, etc. We get to Nenana at about 1:15am. I had called Ruhi from Fred's, and told her I should be able to make it, but just in case, I'd call and she could call my dad if I couldn't make it. Travis was like, why wouldn't you make it? I figured we would get the boats unloaded (supposedly the easy part according the everyone) and leave at about 2am, just in time. The boat shop hadn't done this stuff they should have done when they sold them, so they had never been run, so that took a bit. A guy had to go get his family, another guy had to fill up barrell's with gas. We left Nenana at 3am. I called Ruhi, told her I couldn't make it, and she said she wasn't going, she was too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got back to fbks at 4am, and I got home at 5am because we had to go to travis's, I had to drive Aaron home, then go home myself. I went straight to bed, after taking out my contacts, which hurt REALLY bad. I had to get up at 10am to leave for work at 10:15. It wasn't that bad, just not what I had planned. I really wanted to go to the Holy Day Observance. :P Travis's mom did give us $50 for doing it. Aaron didn't want to take it, but she stuffed it in his pocket. Should I be jealous? I insisted we split it 50/50, because even though I didn't drive, I had to stay up and miss the thing because of it, and he got to sleep in until 4:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work at 10:30, and apologized to my boss. I explained about my eyes and stuff. Told her I was really sorry, she said you only get 2 no call/no shows. Since that was my first, only 1 more. Funny cause my first weekend a girl no call/no showed twice in a row, then did the same thing the next weekend I worked, although she worked one day between them. She still works there to this day. Thats okay though... maybe they are cracking down. I'm a good waitress though. They need me. :P There was no one to set up, everyone was scheduled for 11, so I asked her if she wanted me to clock on early. I didn't, but started working early on accident, but I made up for it by sitting there talking to my trainee (I HAD A TRAINEE!!) for a bit while I was showing her the cashout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAD A TRAINEE!! Wow, Dejavu. LOL! It was fun, she is really nice, and seemed to get it. My daddy came in and brougth me a stuffed animal, which I hope is there tomorrow cause I forgot it. :P I paid for his salad, cause I am a good daughter, and he lets me do laundry at his house. :D It was a slow day, but we had not enough cooks, so we had to do dishes (which I HATE only because I get soaked, and then have to go check on my tables looking like I showered in my uniform. Hi, I can I get you the "el nino special?"). Also, the food took forever, so a few people barely tipped. Made $85 dollars though (-10 for my dads meal left me with $75). I had to cut lemons, and this guy from the kitchen INSISTED I use the Lemon Wedger. We don't use Lemon WEDGES we use Lemon SLICES. I know it sounds the same, but it really isn't. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to meet Aaron and we went to Bamboo Panda and used about half of the $50. I made sure he kept the money separate from his so he didn't go spend it on himself, its for both of us. We went back to his house and I was SO TIRED! I only got about 5 hours of sleep, and it was evening already. He went to help bryce with some stuff, so I took out my contacts and took a nap. It hurt more to take out my contacts then it did to put them in later. I'm dreading taking them out right now! I need to buy some glasses. The nap was nice, REAL nice.... (you have to say that outloud with a hick accent for it to work right... SAY IT!). It was 2 hours later, and we watched a movie and I went home. :D Now, I'm home. So, yes, thats about all. I notice the silliness wore off towards the end. I think I"m getting sleepy............................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Thank you Ladies and Gentleman (what gentleman even read this at all?) for riding on the ADHD express today. I hope you've enjoyed your trip, and if the destination isn't where you expected, well you all signed that waver. I mean, this is the ADHD express, where did you think it would stop, where you wanted? THats just silly people! Okay, yes, i'm leaving now.... just kidding... right now..... now.... now... sorry. Right NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114898468298331554?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114898468298331554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114898468298331554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114898468298331554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114898468298331554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/05/happy-silly-feeling-post.html' title='Happy, Silly Feeling Post'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114872491260260790</id><published>2006-05-27T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T02:15:12.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My day started horrible, but it got better.</title><content type='html'>So, the other day my roommate left a note on the dry-erase board a little something like this &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Since you ahven't done anything to help out around the house for the last month, could you take the trash to the dump. Also rent is due on the first. And change the TP roll when it is out, don't be LAZY and leave it for someone else."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read this, it really hurt my feelings. It was really hurtful for me that she called me Lazy (I would say more forgetful) and was complaining about me not helping out. I was mad at the time (probably not the most diplomatic note) so I left a note that said this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I am much more likely to want to help out if you don't ask using insults or demands. When I first moved in I mentioned that if you ever wanted help cleaning, to just ask, and I would gladly do it, but that I don't really notice when things are dirty."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was much longer, but I can't remember what else I wrote. Oh, I suggested that I write the check to her for rent because that way if there is a problem, she can deal with it easier, since I understand she doesn't have alot of time. Anyways, the answer I receieved was &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"I shouldn't have to tell you what to do around the house. You live here too. I'm not your parent. You aren't a child. Write the rent to Paul. If you want ot move out, you can. Just don't pull a Nina, Tell me when you are going to be gone. Thats not an insult, its an example"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Again, I'm mad at first, but when I think about it a little more, it really hurts. It made me really sad. I wrote an entire letter to her (which I won't post on this blog, unless there is a request). Basically apologizing profusly, (although I don't think i'm wrong about quite a bit of it) and telling her that her notes REALLY hurt my feelings, and that if she wanted me to move out, there really wasn't anything I could do, but that I didn't want to. I explained to her that she didn't seem to have a problem asking for help cleaning in the beginning, and that her standard of clean is much higher than mine, so It ALWAYS seems clean, even right before she cleans it. I told her that I have tried to be a good roommate, and i'm sorry she doesn't seem to think I have been. The whole e-mail was really sad and it made me sad, thinking she thought that badly of me. That was nothing yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to send this letter to her through myspace. I do not have her e-mail address, and I don't have a printer. While at her myspace, about to send her a message, I saw at the top right, her blog, and the first entry was entitled "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Stupid people give me a headache&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I was curious, and its not snooping because hse posted it for the public. It contained this. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Stupid people give me a headache.... at times I wonder why there are so many stupid people in the world.  So, I sat down to think about it last night.   Hahaha....not really.  My only last thought on the matter is that they are too lazy to use the gift that we were all given.  Do you know that that gift is?  You should.... it's your Brain.  So the next time you come across someone that you may find stupid just remember that they are only using one percent of their talent.  I have only one solution and that is to add some bleach to the gene pool.  If we wipe out the laziness in our society then we maybe better in our education systems.  They should have parenting classes as a requirement in high school, so stupid asses can parent themselves once off the tits of their parents.  The fact of the matter is the generations are becoming lazier if their parents never took the time to instill life ethics into them.  Okay... I am done for now.  It isn't even 9 am yet and I want some rum and coke.  I will take my stupidity in a bottle please.... THANKS!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That REALLY hurt my feelings. I was pretty sure, considering the content, that she was referring to me, especially after the note from the other day. Notice the similarities (Lazy, Parenting). I even asked Aaron 3 times last night if he thought I was stupid or lazy. Anyways, I sent the letter. I went to work, and it got worse from there, but keeping on one train of thought, just a few extra notes about Jack-o (her nickname from Aaron and I. We really call everyone by their name and an O, so its nothing mean or anything). SHe apparently COUNTS the nights Aaron spends the nights. I figured it was a guestimate, but in one of her blogs she said that he had used all 3 of his nights already. Thats a little creepy, I think. She also has tons of stuff about her work, and at work she either sits around doing nothing, or she runs around taking pictures of her and her friends at work dorking around while they are supposed to be running errands. I figured she was frustrated with work (working those LONG 40 hour weeks she's always complaining about). Apparently her work is REAL stressfull. Anyways, I will continue with my blog, but if you would like to read more of her blog, her myspace profile is &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/jackie_rie"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/jackie_rie&lt;/a&gt; and the blog is at the top right of the page. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I get to work pretty early, and I'm in a really sad mood, because it really hurt, what she wrote. I get to work and its pretty slow, and I'm sad, but not horrible. I called Aaron earlier and started crying when I told him what she had written about me. Its pretty slow, even the rush part, so they cut Sandra and Nora and keep me and Eddie (the slow new guy, although usually that doesn't matter). Well, we had a second rush, and it was BAD. I gave the worst service ever (even after working at denny's. LOL!). I had 2 tables tip me NOTHING, and a third pay 6 cents LESS than the bill. That I teared up after. I had one lady who I thought was going to give me nothing, and she gave me $10 for a $35 ticket, and told Lori that she thought I was a great server, but it wasn't fair that everytime she comes in here, I am the only one working and it is really busy. It finally calmed down a bit. This is where things started to turn up. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Aaron and cried one more time, although that was more of a relief thing than a upset thing. Kinda when you're worried about someone so much you don't cry until you realize they are okay. I made $80, which is more than I"ve made in a while, and Aaron was coming to get me to go to Bryce's Mom's BBQ. I talked to Kristin (she had not called about 4-wheeling last night, and I thought she was just pretending to like me so I felt better) and she said that something else came up, but that she was really sorry, and still wanted to go another time. :D They tried to get me to take another table, but I insisted I wasn't going to, because it was dead and there were 3 servers on (the servers tried, they didn't want to take one yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron came to meet me, and on the phone I had told him he should bring me a rose because I was very sad, and it would make me feel better. He didn't have one, but that was okay. He was going to Fred Meyers to the bank, and I told him I would give him money to buy one. Just him walking in with a rose was enough to make me happy. :D He insisted he wouldn't, and wouldn't take my money. He got a little irritated, and left. I was kinda bummed that he wouldn't even take the time to go get one with my money while he was in the store. Can you guess what happened? He came back with a rose HE bought. It made me happy, just like I thought. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Theresa's BBQ. It was TONS of fun. We ate BBQ stuff, the kids had a bunch of water fights, we joked around, talked alot, the boys climed a tree and messed around. I had TONS of fun. Seriously. I used to do that alot as a kid, have huge-o BBQ's at my house, with tons of peopel there. They faded as time went on, so even when we would have them, they were either boring, or no one showed up. It made me sad. This was just PERFECT! We left to go to see X-men 3. I was excited. We watched it, and I feel bad cause Aaron didn't have a good time, because it was too hot, and we were there 45 minutes before the movie, and he was tired. I really liked it. There were a few things that didn't match up with the cartoon, which I ADORE, but mostly, it was good. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron drove me back to work to get my car, and I drove home. Jackie was in the living room watching a movie, which sucked cause I had to walk by her. I just came in, locked the door, and went straight to my room. Just looking at her makes me sad, and feel like shit. :( Oh well. I dont know if she left a message cause i haven't looked yet. I will when I go to the bathroom. :D Anyways, I work tomorrow. A lady (a friends parents) who I haven't seen in a while is coming to Boston's to see me, since she is in town. Aaron is thinking about going on a 4-wheeling trip tomorrow. Rachel probably isn't going camping. So, sounds like work and sitting at home all weekend. LAME-O!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;So, while I've been sitting here reading her blog, trying not to leave, I realize she called me a "Dumb A** Hoe" (excuse my language people). "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yeah Right!  So i have been home for 44 min and the white rat up stairs has been barking non stop since that time.  All I have to say is F****** rat!  "I cant sleep because the dog was barking and whining."  Okay maybe whining but not the f****** barking.  Dum a** hoe." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At first, I thought she was talking about the dog, but then realized that was the same day I left the note FOREVER ago about Maze whining. I really don't understand how she can be complaining about the neighbor's dog and thenin the same paragraph get mad at me for complaining about her friends dog. I think she was saying that Maze wasn't barking, but she was. Not that it matters anymore, but it was "Yip, Yip, Yip, Yip" for about an hour. She wasn't there. Maze doesn't whine, she barks. I love Maze, but it was annoying. Also creepy, she listens to mine and Aaron's conversations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I checked the fridge. There was just a note about rent. SHe had just told me before rent was due, which means she read the note, cause I asked her about it in the letter. I wonder if she would have just given the check for $375 if I had given it to her. She never said someone else was definatly moving in on the first. ANyways, so someone is. It is her friends boyfriend. I guess he will be over alot more. I wonder if he will be allowed to spend the night more than 3 times a week. Curious. ANyways, I am heading to bed. I think after work tomorrow, if i'm not doing naything, I might clean my room. I always say that, so it might not happen, but I might. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boss at work did suggest that I just plan to clean a certain thing once a week, like EVERY wednesday I clean the bathroom, or something. I think I might clean the bathroom every tuesday and clean the tub every thursday. That way, she can never say that I don't help out. I don't think she would accuse me of it if I was doing it (my boss suggested that I keep a list in case she tried to say I wasn't doing anything.) I think its just hard for me to clean when it already looks clean, and she keeps it so outrageously clean that I can never tell when its clean, and when its dirty. :P Oh well, maybe this will work. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114872491260260790?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114872491260260790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114872491260260790' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114872491260260790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114872491260260790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-day-started-horrible-but-it-got.html' title='My day started horrible, but it got better.'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114859520367108119</id><published>2006-05-25T14:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T14:13:23.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored out of my mind</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I guess I could be being productive and cleaning my room like I had planned today, or working out, like I had also planned today, but of course not. I'm playing computer games and sitting in my room. I did quit the computer game though, so I'm going to go out in the kitchen and eat in a minute, then I'm hopefully going to do SOMETHING productive. Aaron is at work right now, and today is my day off, so I'm doing nothing. I am working Friday, Saturday, Sunday daytime, in case anyone wants to stop by. :D I haven't been 4-wheeling much anymore because Aaron went with Travis alone once or twice, and then we just got busy doing other stuff. Sometimes I wasn't in the mood, sometimes he wasn't, and sometimes there just wasn't time. We are supposed to go with Kristin (this cool girl I work with) if she calls. I really do hope she calls. :D I went to a BBQ that my friend Rachel had last week. It was just Aaron, Me, Her and her new friend, (who was really cool too). We had fun anyways. We were SUPPOSED to go camping this weekend, but I don't know cause i haven't heard anything. If I do, I'll have to get up and leave at 10:00 so I can be at work by 11 each morning. I think it would be fun anyways. :D My eyes hurt, and I don't want to put in my contacts because of it, but I can't see anything which sucks. Oh well, I'm off to do something. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114859520367108119?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114859520367108119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114859520367108119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114859520367108119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114859520367108119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/05/bored-out-of-my-mind.html' title='Bored out of my mind'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114774737908280208</id><published>2006-05-15T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T18:42:59.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Four-Wheeling... its all I do anymore!</title><content type='html'>So, thats really all i've been doing when i'm not at work the last couple days. Saturday I didn't go to work, so I hung out with Aaron doing random things. I was looking at horseback riding places online, so me and Aaron can go, although he insists he's only riding on a pony in a circle. LOL! That night, Travis came over and Aaron fixed his machine, and I cooked them burgers. They liked them. :D We went for a short ride, but then Travis had to leave. Aaron and I went for another ride alone. It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I worked in the morning, and left with about $100. It was pretty sweet. I got my schedule for the next week, and switched shifts with a couple people. I worked today, and then I work Wednesday &amp; Friday night and Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday morning. After work, Aaron and I went to his house and we were supposed to go four-wheeling with Travis and Karrina, but they never called back, so we went alone. We went on the dike at Cushman and Peger, etc. It was alot of fun. It was like 3 hours or something. Oh, and I e-mailed my mom to wish her Happy Mothers Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked this morning and made about $50 (but it was dead all day) and then was going to go to Aarons to go Four-Wheeling (AGAIN!). I had to stop by and pick up Toilet Paper for the house, and get Brake Pads for my car (which Aaron is going to fix), and so I got home a little later then Aaron wanted. He was irritated, but I told him I was on my way. I still had to get the Brake Pads, and stop by my dads to check the mail. I told him that. He was being Poopy, so I decided not to stop by my dad's. I get all the way to his house, and he is not home. I figured he was mad, so I came home. He just called a few minutes ago, but I told him I was not driving back out there if he wasn't there the first time I went over. He's going to come pick me up (i think) cause he wants me to go. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114774737908280208?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114774737908280208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114774737908280208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114774737908280208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114774737908280208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/05/four-wheeling-its-all-i-do-anymore.html' title='Four-Wheeling... its all I do anymore!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114751786026124428</id><published>2006-05-13T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T02:57:40.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If this is Fairbank's Finest, We are all in trouble.</title><content type='html'>So, after I posted, I went to Aaron's house to go Four-Wheeling again. We left his house (after getting dinner in town) at about 8:00pm. We went the same way we came back last night, and drove out to 9 Mile. We went through a couple trails, and came back to the main road a couple times. The last trail we took was nice and smooth and easy riding for a while. We got to this muddy part, and Aaron tried to drive through and we got stuck. I had to get off the 4-wheeler, and help him find logs to put under the tires, (and all the wood was rotten, so it kept breaking) and there were mosquito's everywhere and it was REALLY muddy. We called Travis, and he was on his way to come help us out, but we got it out before he left his house (he had to get all the way home first). After we got out, he had to get back over this muddy part, so this time I got off and he drove accross (barely didn't get stuck) and I had to walk across. My shoes got sucked into the mud, so my shoes were covered in mud, my toes were muddy and my socks had to come off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, this was not the worst part of the evening. We came back and were going to drive into the river a bit to wash off the machine. When we were coming back there was this HUGE-O bonfire at the exact place we have to drive by to leave. We figured people were drinking/partying. We drove really far away from them to the river to wash off, but that was still the only way to get out. I thought I heard a gunshot at one point (when we could still see them) but Aaron said he didn't hear it. Later we were driving a little closer to them, and we could still see them, and we heard several gunshots. We drove behind a burm where they couldn't see us and turned off the machine. It really seems like these people are shooting at us. We figure they are drunk. We call 911 to get the cops to come out there. I told the lady where we were, and asked if she knew where we were, she said yes. (this was after I had been put on hold for about 10 minutes). I had told her people were shooting at us.&lt;br /&gt;We called Travis and talked to him, told him the cops were on their way. we waited there for about 20 minutes while these people fired their guns in our direction. We even saw the bullets hit the water about 100 yds from us. It was really scary. Finally, 20 minutes later, I called the cops back to see where they were at, and how far they were, etc. She said they had to come from far away, but that they were on their way. She got a bit better directions from me. We called Travis, and he came from his house (out off of Nordale) and hooked up his 4-wheeler trailer, and drove out to where we were, we gave him directions, and he got out there. The cops still weren't there, so I called them back again (this was about 30 minutes from the second call) the lady said they couldn't figure out where we were. Instead of calling us to ask, they just drove around aimlessly, hoping to just fall on us I guess. We told them we would have a friend who drove out there meet them at the road. Travis met them out there, and they had to wait for backup (I don't know why they didn't have it with them. The situation hadn't changed) and then drive down this road, and wait a little longer for the other car to catch up. Finally, about 20 minutes from the third call, we get a phone call saying that the people aren't doing anything illegal and that we should drive up there and leave while the cops are there. I asked if the people are leaving, and the guy said no because they weren't doing anything wrong. We got up there, and were about to leave, after passing a group of people who all looked like college students. The cop got on the loudspeaker and asked us to stop as we drove by. We stopped and waited for him to walk down by us.&lt;br /&gt;He asked for our ID, got mad at me because I didn't have one on me, and told me if I had gotten shot, how would they know who I was. Then, told us that it was a family with some other family from out of town just having a bonfire. They said they stopped shooting when they saw us. I tried to explain to the Trooper (who didn't even ask us our side at all) that we could still see them when they started shooting, and said "shooting at us" and the Trooper freaked out and started yelling at me telling me that they WERE NOT shooting at me, and that I need to get that out of my head. He's yelling at me as I am CRYING.&lt;br /&gt;So, basically, I call 911, tell the dispatch someone is shooting at me, and an hour and a half later, I am getting yelled at by a cop because I was scared that people were shooting at me. I have had so many friends tell me that when they call the Troopers for help with someone they always end up leaving feeling like they were the ones in trouble, and I always tried to stand up for them and tell everyone that they aren't like that, etc. Well, everyone was right. I am so extremely disappointed in how I was treated by the dispatch and by the troopers. It makes me not want to call them in the future, and instead deal with it myself (like some people suggested shooting back at them). Anyways, I"m supposed to work tomorrow, but I'm going to get no sleep because of this, and I have to buy new shoes for work and my check card is at Aarons so I have to go to the bank first, and I don't think i'm going to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114751786026124428?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114751786026124428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114751786026124428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114751786026124428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114751786026124428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/05/if-this-is-fairbanks-finest-we-are-all.html' title='If this is Fairbank&apos;s Finest, We are all in trouble.'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114747495280947607</id><published>2006-05-12T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T15:02:32.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time No Post</title><content type='html'>So I was planning on posting alot more often, but it seems life caught up with me. Instead of trying to remember EVERY day what happened, I guess I'll just post what is important for now. Lets see, I was talking to Travis the other day about my roommate being crazy, but that I don't have anywhere else to go really, so I"m staying here until I leave for Anchorage. He asked about friends I could move in with. I told him my two female friends are Karrina and Rachel. Rachel lives at home (i'm not moving in with my friends parents, although he suggested it). I thought Karrina was going to Anchorage or Aniak for the summer. It turns out that she is housesitting for Travis's Parents (since he has his own house and isn't going to be there) while they are out of town all summer. He suggested I stay there with her. I wasn't sure if she was okay with that, or if her parents were okay with that, but he said he'd ask. I asked what Karrina said and he said she was going to call me about it. No call yet, but I will keep up hope for a week or so. It would be free to stay there, which would be awesome. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only other thing I can think about that I have to talk about is Aaron just bought a 4-wheeler yesterday. We went for a 2 hour ride with Bryce (after a 20 minute ride just us). It was really fun, although after we got off it was just getting dark, so it was cold and I got really cold for a while afterwards. If there is anything else Important that I missed, someone let me know!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114747495280947607?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114747495280947607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114747495280947607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114747495280947607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114747495280947607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/05/long-time-no-post.html' title='Long time No Post'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114620872529892617</id><published>2006-04-27T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T23:18:45.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Lame</title><content type='html'>So, tonight is my night off. The "PLAN" was to go to this BBQ at UAF for springfest, hang out some before the evening, and then in the evening, go to Aaron's house and play Settlers of Catan with Aaron, Bryce, Aaron Ginnaty (Grundy) and whoever else would show up. So, I meant to get all dressed up before the BBQ, but woke up late. Picked Aaron up from class and went straight to the BBQ. It was crap. I talked to about 5 people, said hi, etc. The food wasn't even burgers and hotdogs, etc. it was gross sausage stuff, Veggie Burgers and this decent, but not great Ribs. Aaron has to go get his bike from TVC, and wants to ride back to his friend's Grundy's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only fun I did have today was going mudding with Aaron. We took his truck up to Birch Hill on base. His truck was SOO muddy. He decided to drive through this Huge-O puddle. He ALMOST got stuck, but he didn't. He got himself out. He was worried for a second or so, and then pulled backward and forward, etc until he could Rally backwards and out of the puddle. It was exciting cause I had never really gotten close to getting stuck with him before. He hasn't gotten stuck since he moved up here. :D Hmmm.... knock on wood! LOL! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and I did NOTHING besides getting a milkshake and a later a sode and some cheese fries until about 9. We went to Aaron's house, and were trying to get ahold of Grundy to play with us. He was busy, but said to call back at 10. We did. He decides not to play. I passed up on bowling with Rachel (kinda) to stay and play this game with them cause Aaron really wanted to play this game with more than 3 people. So, when we find out its just us 3, he doesn't want to play, so we do NOTHING. I'm SO BORED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, wednesday I worked until about 6. I made about $75 which isn't bad, but isn't great either. There was this lady as one of my last 2 tables who took FOREVER to order. When she did finally order, she ordered Pork Chops. I ordered them, and then was told we didn't have any (although it wasn't on the "out of stock" list ALL day. This apparently rocked this lady's world. "&lt;em&gt;Every time I come in here you guys are out of what I want, I'm just going to have to stop coming here. I want a comment card. I'm going to mail it in." &lt;/em&gt;I feel bad, don't get me wrong, but it was apparently the biggest deal EVER, like someone died!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other table I had was this group and one lady ordered a create-your-own pasta. They put bacon on it RANDOMLY. I brought it out without thinking, and she said she couldn't eat it with bacon. Thats understandable. I go back to the shortstaffed kitchen and have them remake it. It comes out of the oven with bacon on it again. I am shocked. They finally make it a THIRD time, no bacon. I bring it out, and although the bowl its cooked in the oven in is scorching (as always) but the noodles and sauce are ice cold and its even the wrong sauce. We gave up by then. We took it off the bill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work I met Aaron and Bryce and Debbie for the Bible Study thing we do at restaurants each wednesday. Aaron accidentally ordered the wrong thing, so I had to buy myself some of the right thing, which is okay. Then we come back to Aaron's house and played the game again. It was fun. We also played 1313 Dead End Drive and that was about all. In short &lt;strong&gt;today sucked and was super boring and lame and a waste of my ONLY day off!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114620872529892617?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114620872529892617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114620872529892617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114620872529892617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114620872529892617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/04/super-lame.html' title='Super Lame'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114607584493042883</id><published>2006-04-26T10:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T10:24:04.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Waking up Early isn't all its cracked up to be</title><content type='html'>So I'm sitting here blogging at 10:00 am, because I have to be at work at 11, and I have nothing to do. Sad. So, Monday I went to work, made NO money, and only worked until 3 or so. There was a new guy there, training. Nick trained him. It was pretty boring other than that, except that we were short cooks, like always, so its been ridiculous with ticket times. I got off work and Aaron was busy, so I paid my ACS bill, stopped into the mall, and talked to Cellular One. I wanted to figure out some details on getting a cell phone. There are two new nokias coming out within the month, but looking online, the features aren't all that great. There is one already there that a couple friends have that has better features. I'll probably get that one. I want a Nokia so I can drop it without it breaking. I came home and looked online and the new phones until Aaron called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Aaron's house, and we were supposed to hang out with Travis and Karrina, but she was busy with school work and he was busy with sleeping. LOL! We went to the store with Rachel and Aaron looked at bikes. We went to his house, got his truck, and he went to freds and bought a bike. He also bought me a cushy gel seat so I'd go biking with him on his old bike. We took both bikes up to UAF to go biking with Kyle. It was okay. I'm still sore from it, but I guess it was worth it. It was good for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I woke up, went to work, made okay money, but i know I would have made ALOT more if the cooks could get the food out in a reasonable amount of time. The new guy got trained by Nora Tuesday. She is supposed to be the "official trainer." I think Betsy just didn't want me to be server yet when she said that. Either way, I was there until about 6. I went home to take a shower and have dinner, and remembered that the first LSA meeting was tonight. I took a shower, ran to College Coffee House to get bread and an Ice Rage, and then up to UAF. Nikki was the only one there. Louisa and Brad showed up at about 7:20, but we only had four, which means we couldn't do anything official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that I rented Aeon Flux before going to Aaron's house. He was STARVING, so we went to A&amp;W, my house and the store, and then went back to his house. Bryce had been WAY excited all day because he finally got this game in that he's wanted for a week or so. He had even called Aaron in the middle of the afternoon on his cell, then at the house, then back on his cell, just to see if we were both there to play the game. We played and it was good. It wasn't the BEST game I've ever played, but it was fun. Its called "Settlers of Cataan." Rachel, I'm sure you will play it eventually cause he wants to play with more people. We watched the movie, which was really weird. It was confusing the entire way through, but &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; thought it was decent. I don't think they did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I came home there was a car in my parking spot. I really am getting tired of that. Its stupid that people can't figure out the parking thing! Anyways, I parked behind them. When I woke up this morning I heard this tapping, but I don't know if it was someone knocking on the door or something else. I had told my roommates to wake me up if anyone knocks, but didn't think about the chance that it would be the time they weren't here that someone decided to try and leave. This was at 9:00. I wasn't tired, so I got up, Ate breakfast (yay for hardboiled eggs, they cooked right!), called ACS about some LSA stuff, and then was bored. I'm about to do my hair and leave, but I had nothing to do besides that, which is why I'm blogging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114607584493042883?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114607584493042883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114607584493042883' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114607584493042883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114607584493042883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/04/waking-up-early-isnt-all-its-cracked.html' title='Waking up Early isn&apos;t all its cracked up to be'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114590300938349294</id><published>2006-04-24T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T10:23:29.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Blogger Won't Post Right.</title><content type='html'>So, this week has been busy, but its nice, cause i've been making LOTS of money. :D Lets see....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Easter! So, Lets see, Aaron and I were SUPPOSED to go to church, but didn't cause it was at 8:45am. I went to work and there was NO ONE there, so I left. I called later and they still didn't need me. I had the day off. Aaron and I went to dinner, got in a fight over the tip. We are okay now. We talked it out. We went to his house and watched TV. After, we were going to 4-wheel to McPeaks to get IceCream. I got in a big fight with Aaron AND Bryce because I asked them to stop going so fast, or over all these huge bumbs because I felt unstable, and I was getting my work shoes COVERED in mud. They didn't stop, and kept going, even when I offered to get off and walk. Either way, Aaron and I worked that out too, although we did get in a HUGE HUGE fight about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY:&lt;br /&gt;I worked at 11. I only made $25 before I got cut. That was lame. I paid one of my phone bills and rented a movie. I stayed home and watched it until 6 or 7. I went to Aaron's to watch a movie with Karrina, Travis, and Aaron, but decided to cook Dinner instead. I made Taco's for us four and Rachel and Bryce. We all started to watch a movie, but Rachel left at the beginning and then Travis/Karrina left about halfway. All in all, it was a really fun time. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY:&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, good old pasta tuesday. Made some average money, not outstanding, not bad. So I started this post like 3 days ago, and have been busy, so since I cannot seem to remember alot, it will probably be short until I get to recent events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY:&lt;br /&gt;I worked at night today. It was a little nice to work at night because I haven't worked with a night crew in a while. I was second to last off, so I stayed pretty late. I made okay money though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY:&lt;br /&gt;My day off. This is where the post originially started. I slept in, drove Aaron to class, went home and hung out until he told me he was done with class. I picked him up and we hung out with his friend (also named Aaron) the rest of the day, until Baha'i Elections. I went to that while him and his friend hung out for a couple hours. Before that we got my laundry done and bought a new cleaner fish. Its HUGE. So, during the Elections, I got elected for the Local Spiritual Assembly of Tanana Valley. It should be interesting to say the least. After that we went to glow put. That was fun, although Aaron Lee (the hockey player I used to like) was there, and it was a bit awkward... I'm really glad that I"m over him though and that I have Aaron. Its funny how I can look back now and see what and idiot I was then. LOL! I got REALLY sick after Aaron and I went back to his house. Really bad chills and nausea. Aaron took me home and stayed with me to make sure I was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;br /&gt;I called into work. I was SO sick the night before and still pretty sick that morning. Aaron went to work with Bryce, and I stayed home. In the afternoon Aaron and I went to April and Amin's house for her brothers welcome party. It was slow, and we left because they were doing their elections during the day that day. Aaron and I hung out at his house until we went to the film festival. Nava, Me, Aaron, Bryce, and Aaron went. It was retarded. I DID meet Nina's boyfriend though. Afterwards we couldn't figure out what to do. We rented Night at the Roxbury (which I was SHOCKED to learn Aaron and Bryce hadn't seen). I felt a teeny sick, but not much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY:&lt;br /&gt;I woke up feeling fine. Went to work in the morning. I made a TON of money. After work, I stayed for another hour not taking tables to help out the cooks. I only get paid 7.15 an hour, so it sucks, but they needed it, and its another hour. After work I RALLIED to Aaron's house because I was so ready to be home. I hung out there most of the night, doing nothing, like always (besides going to town once) until I came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY:&lt;br /&gt;I had to get up early to take Aaron home, I picked up HOMEMADE chicken noodle soup from my dad. It was awesome (I ate it tonight). Work was so/so. I worked with Trav, which is fun. Everyone was getting mad. Pretty bad tips, but it was slammed and shortstaffed (a boston's theme). After work I hung out at Aaron's AGAIN all night doing nothing. He DID take my car today and change my oil though. Very sweet of him. :D I love him. Anyways, I'm off to bed. I'm really going to try to update more often because I keep forgetting what to write. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114590300938349294?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114590300938349294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114590300938349294' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114590300938349294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114590300938349294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/04/stupid-blogger-wont-post-right.html' title='Stupid Blogger Won&apos;t Post Right.'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114518191049602587</id><published>2006-04-16T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T02:05:10.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Money...That's What I Want</title><content type='html'>Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;I worked in the morning, made not so much as the previous shift, but still enough. I like making money. Its nice to be stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;Another day off. Fun, but no money made. I stayed home all day so AkUSA could get ahold of me. They finally did, and told me they had hired somone, but that they would forward my name to the new branch building opening next door to Boston's, and they are going to begin the hiring in about a month or so. I figure I can work at Boston's until then, making enough money to get caught up and save. I didn't leave until the evening, when I went to Aaron's house, and Aaron, Bryce and I and Bryce's friend watched &lt;em&gt;Chronicles of Narnia&lt;/em&gt;. I got home pretty late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday (Today):&lt;br /&gt;I had to work this morning. Made some money, but again, not a whole bunch. Its still like $10 an hour at least every day. :D After work I went to my house to stop by, but went to dinner at my uncles house. I haven't seen my little cousins in a long time. It was alot of fun. Stopped by Aaron's on the way home, and watched &lt;em&gt;Blue Collar Comedy Tour&lt;/em&gt;. It was funny. We went to Hot Tamales, and then they wanted to go Sledding, so they went sledding, and now I"m waiting for Aaron to come over. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bills:&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm up to date on EVERY bill, except my phone bill, and that I"m going to pay on Monday or Wednesday. The only bill due for the rest of April is rent for May, which isn't due until the last day of April. I can't wait untill I"ve paid my dad and Aaron back. Once I've done that I'm going to get a cell phone. I think about that every time I want to spend money. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114518191049602587?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114518191049602587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114518191049602587' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114518191049602587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114518191049602587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/04/moneythats-what-i-want.html' title='Money...That&apos;s What I Want'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114490595949460785</id><published>2006-04-12T20:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T21:25:59.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Anchorage</title><content type='html'>So, Thursday night, AFTER I drove Aaron home and then back to my house, it was REALLY late. He wanted to get up and leave around 9 or so, but I wouldn't get ANY sleep, especially because I hadn't even packed yet. He called and wasn't all that tired, so we decided to leave then. We didn't get out of town until 5:00am, but it was earlier than we planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DRIVE:&lt;br /&gt;I was going to drive part of the way, but after about 1.5 hours of driving, i was so drowsy that I was seeing things. I would slow down dramatically (not exactly SLAM the brakes) and he would freak out asking why. I told him I thought I saw a sheep. He thought it was sad. He had to drive, needless to say. I fell asleep until about Wasilla, where we switched, and I drove the rest of the way into town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE HOTEL:&lt;br /&gt;We got into town. I had been planning on staying with Jordan (a friend of mine in anchorage), but I couldn't get ahold of her. I stayed in the hotel with Aaron (At least there were two beds). It was an okay hotel room. It wasn't horribally fancy, even though it was the westmark. We took a nap almost as soon as we got there, cause Aaron hadn't slept at all, and I had only slept a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOUSE HUNTING:&lt;br /&gt;Everyone asks if I found a place. I looked a few, and the seem nice. We only got to take a tour of one because we started looking friday afternoon/evening, alot of places are closed weekends, and Monday we stopped by UAA and headed back to town. The place I took a tour of is "Alpine Apartments." It is a gated community and has a security guard during the evening hours. It is a bit expensive, when you consider I have to pay water and electric. I'm not sure if I'm going to get a place by myself, or have a roommate. I guess I have some time to figure that all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EATING:&lt;br /&gt;One of the nice things about being in anchorage was all the choices for restaurants. We went to Outback, Skippers, Wendy's, Hooters, Papa Johns, and this restaurant upstairs at 5th avenue mall. It was really fun to try all this different stuff. :D I can't wait to live there so I can try a bunch of different places. I did TRY to eat at Royal Fork, but I thought they closed at 9, not 8 on sunday, and we got there at 8, when they were closing. That sucked. I love Royal Fork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FEAST:&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night I went to the Baha'i Feast in Anchorage. For those of you who don't know what that is, its a kinda of get together, often related to church in a way, for my religion. Anyways, it was nice to see all the people I haven't seen in a while. I told them all I might move to anchorage. They were very excited. I'm really glad I got to go, not only because I got to see people, but because it is good for me to go to Baha'i activities and be involved, but I have been having trouble with finding time. Aaron was pretty upset I was leaving him by himself at the hotel for up to 3 hours. He got over it. :D I'm glad because it was something I NEEDED to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OTHER:&lt;br /&gt;Umm, besides all that, we did a little shopping... well not really. I got Mille Bourne, this AWESOME card game that I thought they didn't make anymore, but this game store in Diamond had it. Aaron bought this map thing for his computer, that hooked up with his GPS. He loves it. We drive around and it tells us where we are driving, and where things are. Its pretty fun. I think thats all though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UAA:&lt;br /&gt;We got to talk to the head of the Auto Department, and got all the information. Aaron applied for UAA online. The lady asked if we were married... I teased him about that. She probably had to ask, to try to help him get financial aid, but it still was fun to tease him. We didn't get out of town until about 2:30 or 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DRIVE HOME:&lt;br /&gt;The Drive home was fun. I started driving, but felt REALLY weird. I couldn't figure it out. I don't know if I was tired. Aaron was playing around on his computer, and thinks its cause i kept looking, but I don't know. After an hour, he started driving. He teasingly complained that he had to drive there and back, mostly. I figured since I drove around town the entire weekend that we were even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MONDAY NIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;When we got back into fairbanks, we hung out at Aaron's house that evening. He put a sub-woofer and amp in my car, so now i have nice bass. :D It was real nice of him. I'm going to buy them from him for $75 when I have money, but that will be a while. We went for a walk monday night too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUESDAY:&lt;br /&gt;I went to work. I made like $125 in a 4.5 hour shift. Thats pretty good, per house, especially because I'm getting paid 7.15 on top of that. I paid my electric after work, and Aaron and I went to dinner. I put some gas in my car too. We picked up ben and went to the store with him. We rented movies, and took ben home. We watched a movie, and then I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEDNESDAY:&lt;br /&gt;My day off. I really didn't need it seeing as how I had all weekend off. I had an interview that morning at 9 with Pacific Movers. I got there, and they told me they thought it was at 10, so the guy was busy. They asked me to come back at 10. I came back and another lady was there. They called her name first, and she went upstairs. That was at 10:15 because they were late getting out of a meeting. She was done at 10:30 but while she was upstairs, another girl came in. THey called her name next. She went upstairs. At 10:45, they came downstairs and called someone else's name, but&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I thought they had just mispronounced mine. I corrected them and headed upstairs. They told me they didn't have my resume, so they checked downstairs. They had written on it that they didn't have a time scheduled. They only asked me one or two questions about work related stuff, asked me about what I do for fun, then explained the job to me. I don't really want it, but I'll think about it. It would be me ALONE in a warehouse with some guy and basically just making sure they keep in contact with the office. It sounds really slow and boring, and not enough people there. I went to Aaron's house afterwards. I was at his house until I went to a movie with my dad. We saw this dancing movie "Take the Lead" it was good besides being way to sappy. Afterwards I was late to the dinner/bible study thing. Then I had to rush off to get home to call AkUSA. The lady wasn't there. A guy from work had called and asked me to work for him. I didn't get it until too late though. Aaron is going to come over now, although my driveway has a BackHoe in it because they were plowing it and either aren't finishing it tonight, or they are taking a break. I hope they finish it eventually. Thats all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114490595949460785?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114490595949460785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114490595949460785' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114490595949460785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114490595949460785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/04/trip-to-anchorage.html' title='Trip to Anchorage'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114440169540528214</id><published>2006-04-07T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T01:21:35.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>So, I'm excited about leaving for anchorage. I should update first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Before I went to work, I called TDL and AkUSA. AkUSA said that they were still doing interviews, so I am going to call them back on Monday and see where they are at.  TDL made an appointment for Wednesday morning. Aaron took my car during the day, and came and picked me up. I got paid $15 in tips from Nora, since I did most of the work that day. She doesn't have to give me anything since I am training, so her giving me anything is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: My day off. Those are nice. :D Aaron worked early in the morning. I had my meeting with TDL. They have a receptionist position at Pacific Movers. I have to call them Monday, and I will have an interview Tuesday morning. I hope it goes well, and quick cause I think I work tuesday morning. I spent most of the day with Aaron which is always nice. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: I worked by myself today. It was really easy. I made $45. :D I got off at like 3:30 (so I made $10 an hour in tips alone, and thats on top of the 7.15 and hour wage). Aaron stopped by right before I got off, and asked if I would drive him and his friend to go sledding. I did, picked up my check, wrote a check to my insurance company, dropped off my check at the bank, and then after they were done sledding, I cooked them dinner. It was fun. Aaron and I watched TV most of the evening, then he decided he wanted to go sledding again. I drove him and bryce there to meet the same friend from earlier. I have to go drive them home now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114440169540528214?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114440169540528214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114440169540528214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114440169540528214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114440169540528214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/04/leaving-tomorrow.html' title='Leaving Tomorrow'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114411978906026694</id><published>2006-04-03T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:03:09.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Training</title><content type='html'>So, yes, the rumors are true. I am officially a server at Boston's. I'm still looking in on those other jobs I posted about, but until I get one of those, IF i get one of those, then I will be content serving. Summer is going to be pretty busy, so I will hopefully make lots of money. :D I want to work lots of hours and save up money so I can move. :D Lets see So saturday night I watched King Kong. It was okay, but pretty drawn out. Not a more than once movie. I didn't get home until late because of the movie, so I didn't get alot of sleep, especially with changing over the clocks. LAME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: My last day as a Hostess. I got to train the new girl. She is totally cute. She is the owners neice. I told Aaron she is his future girlfriend because she snowmachines and fourwheels and she likes polaris and chevy, etc. I worked until 6. I got off work and went to pick up Aaron. We went to dinner to celebrate my last day as a hostess. We came back to my house to hang out some. It was a pretty chill day. I got to bed EARLY cause I was so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: So, I got up late cause I am SO not used to getting up any earlier than noon. I was to work on time, but Aaron had to take my car. I had fun. It was pretty slow, but it was easy training. I know I HAVE to do the training, but most of it is stuff I already know. I basically know how to take tables, etc. The things I did learn were either things I could learn as I go, or the sidework. That was good to have explained. After work, Aaron and I went to shopping for sunglasses for him. We went to the new "Donkey's Gear" place. I got $20 sunglasses, but after I left, I relaized I didn't really like them, and Aaron said they were messed up. We went to WalMart and I got $5 sunglasses, and he got a $10 hat and $10 sunglasses. Go WalMart! We returned the other sunglasses, luckily, they accepted it. :D I got a few togo tips today, plus the rest of my Hostess Tipouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams: So, I had some really weird dreams last night. One was where a girl I know who is a GOOD girl, doesn't drink or anything, I was living with her and this guy I know from work named Nick. I know he usually drinks, but in my dream he hadn't been drinking for a while. This girl came home Drunk and passed out, and nick helped her out of her jacket and backpack and stuff. Then, when she woke up, it wasn't her anymore, it was Aaron. He didn't remember Nick (in my dream, it seemed he should have known him) and then looked at me, and didn't remember me. I woke up really upset. I made him promise today never to forget me (even if he was lying, just to ease my fears I guess).&lt;br /&gt;The second one, I was at work and I broke the printer for the register (like that prints out the bills and stuff). Betsy got mad at fired me, and Nick (also in this dream... WEIRD!) got mad at her and stormed out because she didn't do anything when he broke it, but she fired me for it. I got into a car that I thought was Aaron driving (driving my car maybe) but then later it turned into my ex-boyfriend Chris, and he was driving REALLY crazy, like almost running into stuff. He had all these creepy people in the car who neither of us knew.&lt;br /&gt;The third one, I was at Boston's, after they fired me for breaking the printer (it was a different dream, I woke up and fell asleep). They kept asking me to help them, like to take a table, or to hostess a little. I told them that I wouldn't help them because they fired me, although I told nick I'd help him roll silverware, just for sticking up for me the other day when they fired me. This one had a few people from my work, and they were all really mad that I got fired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEIRD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Employment:&lt;br /&gt;So, I tried to call TDL, but they said to call back Tuesday Morning. I have to get up early enough to do that tomorrow morning. Alaska USA called, but they said they were still doing interviews. I've tried to call back a few times, but she is busy. I'm hoping she calls me before 8, when they close. She didn't say they weren't hiring me, but she didn't say they were either. I guess, tomorrow I'll know more. If I have to, i'll keep serving, making tips, and save money. There is a Boston's in Anchorage, so I MAY be able to transfer there at the end of the summer, and work there until I find a permenant job there. If I do move to anchorage, which I hope I will be, then I will want to find a job I can work at for a while, like at least the 2 years Aaron is in school, and probably a couple years after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron:&lt;br /&gt;He was being very sweet today, looking at my ring alot and holding my hand when we'd walk around and stuff. I LOVE it when he has those days where he just can't seem to get enough of being in love with me. Its a wonderful feeling, being loved, and loving someone. :D Anyways, any more about it and he will be all upset I told everyone how lovey dovey he was. LOL! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114411978906026694?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114411978906026694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114411978906026694' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114411978906026694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114411978906026694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/04/first-day-of-training.html' title='First Day of Training'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114396162672030114</id><published>2006-04-01T21:47:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T22:07:06.740-09:00</updated><title type='text'>I actually stopped expecting it.</title><content type='html'>So, lets see. Tuesday I had my interview. I thought it went well. I hope I get the job, but I really don't think I will, just because I have no Teller Experience. Oh well, everyone wish me luck. I went to work, and Aaron came over after work. Wednesday was my day off. Its nice to have a day off. :D I spent almost the whole day with Aaron (which is always nice). The only time I wasn't with him was when I went to my dads to do my Taxes. I got them done and get a $204 refund. The main thing that made me mad though, was that I had to pay an extra $10 online to file them because Denny's would not LET me claim my tips truthfully. I was already paying $10 to file online cause its WAY easy. Then I had to pay $10 extra because it wasn't the "easy" form anymore. Oh well. Stupid Denny's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I had to work, and Aaron came over after work again. :D I like spending time with Aaron. Anyways.. LOL! Friday, Aaron called UAA and it turns out he has the option of going to school there for 10 weeks, then coming back to fairbanks for the rest of each semester and the summer for his internship, instead of doing it in Anchorage. I didn't like that idea, so I hope he still goes to anchorage. I want to move to anchorage. I had friday night off, so I went to my friends margarets b-day party, then went sledding in a truck bed liner and went to denny's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday (today) I worked during the day. They wanted me to work late, but I had to clean the bathroom. I cleaned it, cooked dinner, cleaned out my car, bought shoelaces, rented a movie and washed my uniform. I am about to watch King Kong at Aaron's with Bryce, Travis and maybe Karrina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so the latest update on the Employment situation. I am still working at Boston's. I am supposed to hear by Monday whether I get the job for Alaska USA. I am OFFICIALLY promoted to server. I start training on Monday. They have put up the schedule for it and announced it to the servers this morning. I'm excited, even if I get a different job. TDL (the place I was working with to get an office job) called saying they had a job they wanted me to look at. I am going to call her back on Monday and make an appointment to catch up, and see if I want this job. So, after this week, I will either be a server, work for Alaska USA, or have another office job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to Anchorage on Friday. I leave Friday Morning and will be back Sunday night. Aaron and I are going to look at UAA and meet with the Auto person, look at apartment complexes that I can live in, and that he can live in until his parents move to anchorage. He thinks it would be fun to live in the same apartment complex, so we are like down the hall. We will also see some of my friends. It should be fun. I can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114396162672030114?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114396162672030114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114396162672030114' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114396162672030114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114396162672030114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-actually-stopped-expecting-it.html' title='I actually stopped expecting it.'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114386100929612770</id><published>2006-03-31T18:08:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T18:10:09.316-09:00</updated><title type='text'>New Pictures Added</title><content type='html'>So, for those of you keeping up on y pictures, there are new pictures added on the "my pictures" site listed to the right. There is a new album (5th one down) that says "St Patricks Day." Those are all new. There are 5 new pictures in "Good, Clean Fun" and it says which ones are new if you check in the next 7 days. I'll make a real update soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114386100929612770?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114386100929612770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114386100929612770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114386100929612770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114386100929612770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-pictures-added.html' title='New Pictures Added'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114354456665255322</id><published>2006-03-28T02:07:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T02:16:06.676-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneaky Sneaky</title><content type='html'>I'm posting this at the request of Aaron. If you read my previous blog, there was a place where I talked about driving past Aaron on the road, and having him follow me home. Well, after we met up at the top of the road, I was going to go behind him, but he flagged me forward. I went in front of him, and got to the roundabout. I thought it would be funny if I got behind him by going around the roundabout. He turned where he was supposed to, but I had kept going around, so I was behind him now. I was driving behind him, waving my hands in the air saying I was "sneaky sneaky" in a funny voice. I realized how stupid I looked, especially because he couldn't even see me from up there. I told him about it later, so he teases me ALL the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, speaking of sneaky sneaky. Today at work was crazy. I think I believe people are better than they are. The girl at work I have been training this whole time, I really liked her. Well, today, while she was bussing tables, i brought one of the checks up to the server. He asked where the $5 was that was on the table. I said I didn't know because I didn't bus the table. I went and asked the girl I was training. She said she didn't see one. I was like, okay. So I told him. Well, I mentioned to her later to be REALLY careful with the tips on the tables because the servers KNOW when they have one, and if it gets lost or dropped on the floor or something, they may think she had stolen it, so to make sure they are somewhere safe and secure, and maybe go as far to tell them they have a tip on the table. She said okay. The manager and another server decided to try to catch her. They left $5 on a table that she needed to bus. She went to go bus the table, and they went to check it afterwards, and it was gone. After we finished all our sidework, (and after my manager had called the owner) he called her into the office and talked to her. She came out and I told her I'd see her later. She said that I wouldn't because they said she took $5 that she didn't. I realized after she left that serveral of the servers had been complaning of poor tips recently, but I just figured it was an off day for them. It happens. Anyways, so now they are going to have to find another hostess, which means longer as a hostess for me. Either way, I have my interview tomorrow. I hope it goes well. I don't want to work this Saturday, but if I have to I will. After work, I watched "Count of Monte Cristo" with Aaron, and then came home to go to bed, because I have to get up early tomorrow morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114354456665255322?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114354456665255322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114354456665255322' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114354456665255322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114354456665255322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/03/sneaky-sneaky.html' title='Sneaky Sneaky'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114350812140151078</id><published>2006-03-27T15:43:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T16:08:41.423-09:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Soo Glad Aaron is Back</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I know its been a while. Last time I posted was Sunday a week ago. Well, lets tell you about that week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: I spent all day trying to call into work so I could pick up Aaron at the airport, besides running to town once for something (I can't remember what). At first I was going to pick him up and go to work (cause they wouldn't let me call in). Then, his flight was delayed. I called work and told them that he wouldn't be in until like 7:20, and they told me to come into work, then pick him up and go back to work. Thats ridiculous, but they were going to make me anyways. I was a total BITCH at work cause they were making me so mad. Eventually, they let me go to pick him up and not make me come back, ONLY cause the expo said she would hostess for me. It was really dumb. I picked up Aaron and was so excited to see him. We couldn't fit his baggage (snowmaching stuff) into my car, so Bryce had to come and meet us there and get it. We went to his house, then to dinner. He bought me a hooded sweatshirt that says Wisconsin. I LOVE it. :D We spent the whole evening together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: We woke up really early, like 8 or so. We went to breakfast, back to the house, and then I took him to class. While he was in class, I went to Alaska USA and got an application for there. I went to the Newsminer and they had the perfect job for me. THe thing is that I don't want to apply/get the job, then move to anchorage at the end of the summer. I ended up not appllying for it. I did visit with Nava and Natasia. After I picked him up from class, I showed him what i had done. :D He was happy. I went to work at 5, and was fine with having to work. After work, he came and met me after class. We spent some more time together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: My day off. YAY! We got up early again and he had to work. I took him to his house, and while he worked I went and got another application from AK USA and filled it out and turned it in. I went to my dads for dinner while he went to class, and after that I went to visit my friends Margaret and Karrina. I couldn't find their apartment, so as I was driving back to my house, I saw Aaron driving up to UAF (he was going to waste time visiting with Kyle). I drove around the roundabout waiting for him, but he was waiting at the top. I met him up there, and we drove back to my house. He had already finished his Final for his Auto class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: He had a exam for sociology, so while he did that I took a nap. He was done pretty quick. I had to work at 5. I got to train this new girl. She's pretty cool. It was fun. I accidentally fell asleep at Aaron's house. I felt really bad because it really bothers his roommate. I was going to wait until Aaron fell asleep, and then leave, but I just remember waking up the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: My other day off. YAY again! I'm beginning to hate my job. :P I called AKUSA and set up an interview for Tuesday. I can't wait. Aaron worked for a while, and got off just in time for us to go to a movie with a friend and her boyfriend. This friend of mine is younger, and used to be a good girl, and now she's making out with her boyfriend and laying in his lap. She just met him too. I'm worried about her. I need to talk to her. Aaron and I went to his house and watched a movie with his roommate in their NEW entertaingment room. Its pretty cool. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: I worked the silly Noon-8 shift again. I actually got off at 8:45 (and I took a break) so I got exactly 8 hours. THat was weird. Aaron met me there and we ate dinner. After that, we called Travis and Karrina to hang out with us. Karrina didn't come, but Travis, Aaron and I went to this bonfire to hang out. It was funny cause we went and just talked the whole time. We left and drove around, then came back to my house. My roommate didn't come home all night (not nina, cause that would not be unusual) which is weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: I went Skiing! It was a blast. Spent the whole day skiing. I didn't go to work either. :P I am getting mad at them anyways. I have to go today though and apologize for not being there. I found out last week that I am not being trained again, so I have another week of Hostessesing. Anyways, it was tons of fun skiing. I only fell a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday (today): So far I spent the whole morning just playing aroudn with Aaron. We were joking around about everything and just laughing all morning. It was really fun. We don't do that all too often, so its fun when we do. We only left to eat lunch. I'm going to work today at 5. Its going to suck, i'm sure of it. I can't WAIT until tomorrow when my interview is. I have to work tomororw night too. Anyways, thats it. I need to fix my hair in the next 40 minutes. I'll try to update more regularly, I just haven't been cause Aaron's been back and I've been wanting to spend alot of time with him cause I miss him. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114350812140151078?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114350812140151078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114350812140151078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114350812140151078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114350812140151078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/03/im-soo-glad-aaron-is-back.html' title='I&apos;m Soo Glad Aaron is Back'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114284178983113694</id><published>2006-03-19T22:46:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T23:03:09.853-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Of course! They couldn't POSSIBALLY keep their word</title><content type='html'>Okay, so lets see. I felt better Sunday morning. Funny thing is, even though I had this HORRIBLE day at work, the girl that was being a bitch to me, called for a ride to work that morning. Of course, I gave her one. It was silly. Anyways, I got to work, and it was REALLY slow all day besides a church/lunch rush and a late afternoon rush. I was just me, so good thing it wasn't busy. The schedule wasn't up last night, so when betsy came in, she talked to me. She said that she was GOING to train me for serving this week, but then we don't have Taylor working anymore, so she has to find another hostess and train her before she can switch me. I asked her how long. At first, she didn't want to tell me. When I asked her if it would be more than about a week or two, she said she would be shocked if it was. No promises, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work I brought Ruhi an application for Boston's. She is going to apply. I'm going to give her Application to Troy tomorrow telling him to hire her. He will probably call her for an interview, and then hire her, hopefully. The sooner they hire other hostess, the sooner I am server. Also, it would be fun for Ruhi to work there. Anyways, ben and I went to do laundry. I realized that I had planned on not working monday night, and now I do because i'm not training for server. Kym can't work for me and Daniella can't work for me cause she has to work at her other job. I hope I can find someone cause I REALLY don't want to work. Aaron gets back, and then I was going to go to the Naw Ruz party, utnil he was done with class, then spend time with him. I really missed him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my clothes are all clean. :D yay! I need to clean my room, clean my car, and pick aaron up at the airport at 4, looking all cute and stuff. I'm going to look at jobs that I would leave boston's for, like Office Jobs, etc. If I find one I want, I will apply, and if I get it, i'll quit Boston's, cause they keep putting me off. I'm not going to apply for places that I wouldn't like as much as boston's, like some other restaurant, because in theory, I will be servning in a couple weeks. If, by the first week in April I'm not training or on the schedule to train, (which gives them about 2 weeks) I will be looking for a different job, even if I won't like it as much as Boston's. I really need to get out of the Hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good note. I got like 36 Hours, and 2.25 hours of it is overtime. So my check will be awesome, which is this friday. I can pay my rent for April, Insurance for March and maybe even start to catch up on my phone bill. That would be nice. :D I'm current on my rent right now, and Credit Card, and electric and insurance (thanks to Daddy). I want to keep current and catch up on everything else. Anyways, I guess I'll let everyone going. Only other good news (besides Aaron coming back, of course) is that its REALLY warm. Its like only getting to 10 ABOVE at night, so I don't need to plug in my car. :D I'm going to unplug it right now. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114284178983113694?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114284178983113694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114284178983113694' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114284178983113694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114284178983113694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/03/of-course-they-couldnt-possibally-keep.html' title='Of course! They couldn&apos;t POSSIBALLY keep their word'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114275944987415299</id><published>2006-03-18T23:55:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T00:10:50.916-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Want to Know how I'm doing? $10 Bag of M&amp;M's!</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I was supposed to go do my laundry this morning. I didn't get enough sleep, so when I woke up, I was too tired to get up and go, and didn't have enough time, so I woke up and went to work at noon. I got there and it was just me and the expo. It was okay, pretty busy, but okay. Then I took a break to eat with the expo. It was nice to take a break. After break, I told the other two I would do wahtever they want. I figured that was nice of me cause I had the choice of whatever I wanted cause Betsy said to do whichever I wanted cause I was there already. Of course, I was QB. People were silly, and ALL the servers were mad at me except like one or two. Anyways, so I was supposed to get off at 8, although I knew that wouldn't happen. I DID expect to get off before the people who got there 5 hours later then me. Nope. One got off before me, and was being a total bitch about it, and the other got off right after me (although she wouldn't have minded me getting off early). The girl who was a bitch was the same one from the other day complaining about getting off late the other day, even though she only worked a little more than 8 hours, but didn't think I should complain after 11 hours. Anyways, I went outside, I couldn't WAIT to go home. I go outside and my car is dead because I helped someone jump it earlier. I seriously cried. After Daniella helped jumped my car I went to Safeway and bought $10 worth of M&amp;amp;M's. I'm kinda upset I spent $10 of my limited income, but I was so tired. To top it off, the schedule isn't up yet, so I won't know if I'm getting trained this week or not. Anyways, I work tomorrow morning at 11, so I need to get to bed. Sorry there aren't paragraphs, but i'm to tired/pissed/sad to do it. I really wish Aaron were here to give me a big hug. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114275944987415299?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114275944987415299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114275944987415299' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114275944987415299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114275944987415299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/03/want-to-know-how-im-doing-10-bag-of.html' title='Want to Know how I&apos;m doing? $10 Bag of M&amp;M&apos;s!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114267695272963098</id><published>2006-03-18T00:40:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T01:15:52.756-09:00</updated><title type='text'>St. Patty's Day!</title><content type='html'>So, I guess I should start with Wednesday. My day off. YAY! I had to get up early to get my eyebrows waxed. They look pretty good. I went home and took a nap cause I hadn't gotten much sleep. I got all dressed up and went to dinner with Karrina and Margaret. I think I looked cute. I curled my hair and wore a skirt and heels. We went to the Roundup SteakHouse. I had some REALLY good (and good priced) prime rib. We went to Wolf's Run for Dessert and then to WalMart for shopping. It was TONS of fun. We are going to try to do it again sometime. I came home and watched a little TV and read some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday I didn't go to sleep until 7am, and had to wake up at 8am. I had an employee meeting. It was really kinda pointless because it was everything people already knew, but we had to have a meeting about it. I am now in charge of the newsletter though (I volunteered). I came home and was SO exhausted. Jackie got home Wednesday MORNING at like 1am, so I talked to her a little bit before she went to work on thursday. After my nap, I went to dinner at my dad's house, then to Ben and Ruhi's house, because I promised Ben I'd spend time with him. It was fun, we went to Barnes and Noble and just made jokes about books and stuff. After we got back I wanted to play Monopoly, so we played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started at about midnight, but we didn't get done until 6am. I won. April and Ruhi quit part way through, but ben played till the bitter end. I have figured out that I'm worth somewhere close to $20,000. I got in my car to start it, and because it was -20 and I hadn't plugged it in, so it didn't WANT to start, but it did. I let it warm up for a while, but when I got in it, the fan wasn't on. I realized down the road that the stereo wasn't on either. Further down the road I realized my blinkers weren't working. It was crazy. By the time I got home, I was FREEZING cause my heater wasn't working. When I turned the car off, I thought the fan/stereo turned on for a second, but I wasn't sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I slept all day, besides when Aaron called. I was supposed to do laundry. I got up right before work, with enough time to shower, but not do ANYTHING with my hair. I picked up my Tips (over $200) and worked. It was fun because it was St. Patricks day. I got to wish Everyone "Happy St. Patty's Day." I also took pictures of how people showed the holiday spirit while still wearing their uniforms. I'm going to use it for the newsletter. It was fun, and after work I hung out while my car warmed up and talked to the other Hostess. Either way, it was fun. I got home and figured that my roommate and her friends would all be out until REALLY late. It turns out that they got home at like 12:45 cause they were already really drunk. I need to go to bed because I NEED to do laundry tomorrow, and I have to work at 12:00 instead of 4:00.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114267695272963098?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114267695272963098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114267695272963098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114267695272963098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114267695272963098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/03/st-pattys-day.html' title='St. Patty&apos;s Day!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114241464061394751</id><published>2006-03-14T23:53:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T00:24:00.630-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Busy Weeknight.</title><content type='html'>So, I'm not really sure why I'm blogging. Nothing interesting has happened since I blogged last. I didn't end up falling asleep until 6:30 or so. Aaron called me at like 6, and we talked for a while. It was nice to hear from him. I love hearing from him. Anyways, I watched the rest of season 2 of Roswell, and apparently Blockbuster in Fairbanks doesn't carry it, so I am going to go to them when I return my movies and fill out the thing asking them to get it. I guess I'll have to wait until then to finish it. I went to work and made about 6 or 7 dollars in tips. I traded Thursday and Friday with Halley. I had Friday off, but I told Halley that I'd work Friday for her, and she's going to work Thursday for me. THe nice thing about working friday is I get tipped out more later, because Friday is busier, plus I work later cause its so busy. Friday's mean way more money. I also traded Sunday night for Sunday Day. That probalby means Less money, just cause I leave at the same time, no matter how busy, but I didn't care, either way. Anyways, work got REALLY busy, but then got slow. Anyways, I went to ETZ video to see if they had Roswell Season 3, but they didn't either. So, yeah, thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114241464061394751?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114241464061394751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114241464061394751' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114241464061394751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114241464061394751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/03/another-busy-weeknight.html' title='Another Busy Weeknight.'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114233219054184572</id><published>2006-03-14T01:28:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T01:29:50.543-09:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss Aaron</title><content type='html'>So, that wasn't all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I miss Aaron!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114233219054184572?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114233219054184572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114233219054184572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114233219054184572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114233219054184572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-miss-aaron.html' title='I miss Aaron'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114233206567107921</id><published>2006-03-14T00:39:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T01:27:45.696-09:00</updated><title type='text'>The price of Idiocy.... $25, Knowing you are an Idiot? Priceless!</title><content type='html'>So, lets see. Sunday, I took a friend to work, then came back home. My dad and I went to see a movie. &lt;em&gt;Ultra-Violet&lt;/em&gt;. It was REALLY REALLY stupid. The only good thing was her outfits, cause they could change color whenever she wanted. Anyways, after that I came back home and watched Roswell until work. Work was fun. I got to take a table, it was fun, except they only tipped me $10 on a $136 ticket. It was okay though because I didn't expect to make any money that day. Later in the evening, I had a togo order of about $35 and he gave me a $10 tip. It was cool. :D I went to bed at a decent hour on Sunday night. (yay for me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday (today) I slept in, until I about 3. I took a shower and went to work. I went to bed early, but I think I needed that chance to sleep in. Work was kinda boring, besides the idiot title. I locked my keys in my car. Aaron has a spare, but he's in Wisconsin. I had to pay $25 to get a taxi to unlock my car. I'm really mad at myself. Anyways, I blame Aaron, since he's not here. Just kidding. So, I work tomorrow and Wednesday night there is this "girls night" thing me and a few girls are doing. We are dressing up nice and going out to eat. It should be fun, especially since I haven't seen most of them in a while. Anyways, I think thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114233206567107921?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114233206567107921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114233206567107921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114233206567107921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114233206567107921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/03/price-of-idiocy-25-knowing-you-are.html' title='The price of Idiocy.... $25, Knowing you are an Idiot? Priceless!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114216163368632787</id><published>2006-03-12T01:56:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T02:07:13.713-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Lots of Overtime and hours. :D</title><content type='html'>So, I got to sleep in, until about 2:30, when Aaron called. I was really happy to talk to him. I miss him already, which I know is silly. I wish he was here. Last night my roommate had gone to a party, and came back with this guy who gave her a ride home (because her ride had been drinking). She invited him inside, and I found out she didn't really know him. Not only that, but it turned out later that he was married, but getting a divorce, but still living with his wife (as a roommate). It kinda bothered me that she brought some random guy home just because for all she knows, he could be some psycho guy. He seemed nice, but for some reason, it just bothered me. Aaron would have been here if he was in town, and he would have been able to explain to her how crazy she is. I tried to tell her it was a bad idea, and she was just kinda like "yeah, I know, but we had this great talk, etc. etc."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after I talked to Aaron, I went to the video store and went to work. I worked from 4 to 1. Thats 9 hours. I had him adjust my time so they didn't take out a break. They did that my last check and I was really mad about it. I got my schedule for next week and I have Friday off again. They have perfect timing. My boyfriend goes out of town, and I have Friday off. Oh well, I'm sure i'll find something to do. LOL! Anyways, I should go cause a friend from work needed a jump, so I went to jump it, and she couldn't get her hood open. I'm going to go take her to work tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114216163368632787?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114216163368632787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114216163368632787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114216163368632787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114216163368632787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/03/lots-of-overtime-and-hours-d.html' title='Lots of Overtime and hours. :D'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114216100338323223</id><published>2006-03-12T01:48:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T01:56:43.403-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Correction</title><content type='html'>I think I might have hurt some peoples feelings in my posts about family. I didn't mean to do that. I meant it more as a self reflection thing, something I had been thinking about. A lot of people said that they feel like they were not included and should have been. I think, for some, although they may "consider me like family" I'm still not. And thats okay, because they are right. But when they list their family, alot of times I'm not in that list, although they might be in mine. I think its just a different mindset for me. I think I was just having a selfish feeling left out moment. I'm over it now. Some people I didn't list because the relationship might be a bit rocky, and although they are family, it just doesn't feel the same way as it does with the family that Im used to. I do consider people family who live far away, and even though we may not spend time together, that doesn't mean we are any LESS family, but at the time that I wrote that I was feeling left out, like maybe they don't think about me even though I'm not there, although I think about them. I don't want anyone to see this as directed at them. Its kindof a self reflection, as I said. What I said was kinda a feeling from a lot of people. I think I was just over-reacting about alot of it. Soemtimes I feel lonely and just it magnifies all the little things into a big deal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114216100338323223?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114216100338323223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114216100338323223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114216100338323223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114216100338323223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/03/correction.html' title='Correction'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114207047153441192</id><published>2006-03-11T00:36:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T00:47:51.553-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Had a Fun Night. :D I miss Aaron.</title><content type='html'>Lets see. Thursday I was going to get up and workout, but I didn't. I didn't get up until 1. I took a shower, got all "purty-ed" up, for no reason, got dressed, only to go to the Chowder House with Aaron, and then work. I finally got all my mail sent out though. :D Yay for me. I've been meaning to do that, but I lost all the stamps. I found them (although I may have lost them again, cause now I don't remember where they are) and sent everything in the mail I've been meaning to send in the past months. (yeah, mail takes me a while).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, work thursday was weird. It was pretty average/slow. It picked up a little bit, for like an hour, but not crazy busy, but then it was slow until we cut down to three servers, then we were a little busy again, then slow until they cut down to one server, then it was BUSY. He got about 6 tables all at once. I felt bad for him. His first table was a 20 top of hockey players. I hung out for a while to help him out, and eventually left. I went to Aaron's house for a short while, then back to mine. We watched G.I. Jane (an interesting movie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed slightly late, but had to get up at 10:00. I hung out at Aaron's house while him and his roommate thawed the pipes. I watched four episodes of roswell today. Sad, I know. Him and I went into town to get some last minute things done before he left to wisconsin for 10 days (poopie on him)! We hung out at his house until it was about time to go get something to eat. After MUCH deliberation we decided on Chili's. It wasn't that good, but it was food, and Aaron was nice and LET me get something more than just an appetizer (cause their food is pretty expensive). LOL! Anyways, I took him to the airport where I almost got hit by a car (it was pretty scary and my legs were really shaky for a while).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After he went to his gate, I went to Rachel's house picked her up, we went BACK to chili's, but they were WAY to busy, so we went to Jalapenos so she could eat. I just had chips and salsa, and beans and rice. We went to see "Failure to Launch." Good movie. Funny. WHen I was going to Blockbuster to see if they were still open so I could get the next Volume of Roswell there was this crazy chick on the road. I was at the corner by Denny's, turning left to head towards Davis road. I was in the left side of the right lane (because there is only two lanes) and I had my turn indicator on. She tried to go AROUND me on the left to turn left. I honked at her, and drove around. It made me a little mad, but I figured she made a mistake. Nope. She turned after I did and started driving really fast up to me and riding my behind. She was swerving and such. Rachel and I buckled, and I just waited for her to hit me. I think I've been spending too much time with Aaron. She would have hit me, we would have Sued her, and my bills would have been paid. Oh well, she went the other way down davis, so no money for me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now i'm back at home, and I miss Aaron, even though I had a blast with Rachel. I hope he calls tomorrow morning. :D I'm going skiing with my dad Sunday morning, and mostly have the rest of the weekend to myself, unless someone who reads this gets bored and wants to hang out. (well, i'm free besides work saturday/sunday night). Love to all my fans (RACHEL, Erynn, April, yeah thats all of them.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114207047153441192?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114207047153441192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114207047153441192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114207047153441192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114207047153441192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/03/had-fun-night-d-i-miss-aaron.html' title='Had a Fun Night. :D I miss Aaron.'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114190149032590940</id><published>2006-03-09T01:37:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T01:51:30.346-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling a little... blah. I guess.</title><content type='html'>So, I was good today, for the most part. After I blogged and played on my computer for a while, I got to cleaning my room. YAY FOR ME! I called the people about my W-2 Tax forms. One I just needed to print (which I did later this evening), one they are going to re-mail, the other I have to send them a self addressed stamped envelope so they can send it. Hopefully, all of this will be in before 4/15. :D I got a big chunk of my room done. I have my desk still, and a few boxes that i need to bring over to my dads to store. I called Aaron to see if he was done working, and he was. We were GOING to go to the gym, we got all the way there, and decdided we were both too tired to go jogging (I had missed breakfast and I am fasting and hadn't gotten much sleep). We went back to his house, and we fell asleep for a little while, on accident. I woke up to go to my dad's house for dinner. I was starving and ate up ALL his food. Then, I went back home and cleaned more. Aaron got out of class, and we went to his house so he could fix his snowmaching. He rented a disc of Roswell to occupy me. We left there and came back to my house a little bit ago. I wanted to go to bed early, but he had accidentally taken his roommates keys, so we had to go back. Its okay though, because I don't have anything pressing tomorrow. As long as I get up before 10 I think I'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was thinking today. Probably cause I spent time alone and I always end up thinking when that happens. I hope my mom is reading this cause she'll have a little victory dance about being right all these years. I told her the divorce never really affected me at all. I think that it did, although it was not the devestating way she seemed to think. I was thikning today about how I have a habit of attaching to families and considering them family, although they are not. When they point out, or I realize that I am NOT really part of their family, and that they don't see me that way, it hurts alot. I was discussing it with Aaron and trying to explain why i felt that way. That lead to a bit of self-realization. I realized that many of the families I tried to attach myself to were "stable" families. There was a Mom and a Dad. Even though they may not have been my friends real parent, or the persons first husband/wife, they were still a couple with kids. I think that I have this need to belong to some kind of family. For me, the only family I have currently that I'm close to, that I know sees me as just as much family as I see them, and just as close, is my dad. Maybe thats not enough for me. I've been listening to these country songs and although people say they are all "crying in your beer" songs, alot of them revolve around a happy family (a man singing about his wife and kids). They have family dinners with EVERYONE there, and theres just this closeness. I want that. I will just have to wait until I get married and have kids to have that for myself, but until then I think I keep looking for a substitute, and I'm definatly not successful with that so far. Oh well, this was all just self-reflection. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114190149032590940?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114190149032590940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114190149032590940' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114190149032590940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114190149032590940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/03/feeling-little-blah-i-guess.html' title='Feeling a little... blah. I guess.'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114184034860559677</id><published>2006-03-08T08:40:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T08:52:28.626-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Productive Day Ahead.... I hope!</title><content type='html'>So, monday I'm pretty sure I slept until right before work, bounded out of bed, and off to work I went. Monady night at work was S.......... L.......... O.......... W.......... Right before the general manager left, she mentioned about cleaning. I was supposed to be To-Go. Celia, the expo, said she really didn't feel like expo-ing, and asked if I'd like to switch. Thats the only job I would give up being To-Go for. We switched. She promptly got a $16 tip for a $20 ticket. Yeah, I'm jealous, all right. Anyways, we were there until about 9. The cooks did a wonderful job though, I guess thats probably cause it was slow, but even so, more than half their tickets took 8-12 minutes. Sometimes when its slow, they wander off, and tickets still take a long time. When I got off work, I went to Aaron's house for a while. I think we watched Ocean's 12. Either that, or we did nothing, which I think is what ACTUALLY happend. I didn't get to bed until 6 or so. Oh, I think we watched Stigmata over here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyways, Tuesday I woke up JUST in time to take a shower and rush off to work (I think I see a bad habit here). It was at least Pasta Tuesday, so it wasn't as slow as Monday, but it was really slow for a Tuesday. I got off work at 10 with only $4 in tips cause I only had 2 or 3 to-go orders. I went to Aaron's for less than an hour, then came home. I was in bed by 12:30, probably asleep by 1. I was really proud of myself. I got up this morning at 7:30. I'm trying to start some good habits up, like getting up at a decent hour, and working out. If Aaron gets done working early enough for us to have time to go to the gym, we are going to go jogging. :D Yay for me. So, thats all folks. Check back later to see if I did anything of value today. Oh, and Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114184034860559677?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114184034860559677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114184034860559677' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114184034860559677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114184034860559677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/03/productive-day-ahead-i-hope.html' title='Productive Day Ahead.... I hope!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114172242314018464</id><published>2006-03-07T00:02:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T00:07:03.160-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!</title><content type='html'>I am going to add this link to the right, but I'll put it here too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://evelyna.shutterfly.com/"&gt;http://evelyna.shutterfly.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114172242314018464?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114172242314018464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114172242314018464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114172242314018464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114172242314018464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/03/pictures.html' title='Pictures!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114165261728719020</id><published>2006-03-06T04:36:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T04:43:37.290-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowmachining</title><content type='html'>Aaron read my blog and pointed out I didn't mention snowmachining. We went snowmachining on saturday. It was really warm. I knew there was something I did before the store. LOL! Anyways, we went from his house to McPeaks (well the chevron next door). We got some gas, and then continued to the river. I let him take me on the river against my better judgement. I was wrong. He was right. (surprise surprise). The river was quite solid. We went to Birch Hill and rode around for a while. Eventually we had to get back. He asked if I wanted to drive some, but I wanted to wait until the road. We got the the road we take between the corner of old rich and dennis and the richardson Highway. He let me drive. I drove slow at first, but soon felt I was getting the hang of it. A sidenote: For anyone who hasn't driven with me, when I drive, instead of easing into the speed I want, I open it up ALL THE WAY, until I am at the speed I want, then I let off the gas. I tried that on the snowmaching, but Aaron pointed out later that the snowmaching has as much horsepower as my car, and only weighs about 500 lbs. That was where the problem came in. We started swerving/tipping everywhere. I seriously thought it was going to tip on its side and send me flying. I tried the break, but nothing happened. Luckily, Aaron grabbed the handlebars (its probably not "handlebars" but whatever) and stopped it. I started crying because I thougth I was going to die, and he was only scared because he thought I might get hurt. It was really sweet of him to worry about me. :D Anyways, we rode the rest of the way home with me crying and then he talked to me about it for a while trying to convince me that we HADN'T almost died and that I was okay. It still scared me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114165261728719020?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114165261728719020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114165261728719020' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114165261728719020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114165261728719020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/03/snowmachining.html' title='Snowmachining'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114165181112805971</id><published>2006-03-06T03:46:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T04:30:11.166-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, they are going to make me server</title><content type='html'>So, I talked to my boss Saturday morning, and she told me that she was planning on training me to be a server the week after spring break. I'm very excited. That means the 20th I will start training, and I think the training lasts about a week. So, I guess I should update from the rest of the week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: Worked out in the morning , then went to the bank and ACS and Allstate. I was spending that day paying bills. When I went to AllState, they told me they had turned off my car insurance on the 20th. I had been driving without insurance for those 7 days. Good thing nothing happend! :D Anyways, I was REALLY upset. Cried quite a bit. Its really sad that that is what I do when soemthing happens. Cry about it. Its sad how often I cry about stuff, even sometimes silly stuff. Somethings wrong with me! Anyways, I called my dad, and he came over later and we talked about it. After some talk, we went to my insurace place and he payed my insurance bill. Its really nice that he keeps saving me. I didn't want to work, but now more than ever I realized that I HAD to work. I couldn't afford not to. I went to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: I had promised my dad that I would immediately start looking for either part time work or a different full time job. Monday night I had looked through Sunday's paper and looked online at jobs. I had a list of places to go. I slept in for a long time. When I finally got up, I had to go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: I was planning on going job hunting Wednesday, but again soemthing came up. I had dinner at my dads, and then Feast. I had to tell him I hadn't gone job hunting yet. Feast was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: The first day of the fast. I am only fasting 6am-4pm because i have to be AT work at 5, and cannot eat at 6 pm, but i cannot start at 4am because I would wake up my roommate. I had dinner at my dads with Aaron. It was fun. I had planned on going job hunting thursday too, but for some reason I was REALLY REALLY tired. I could not figure out why. I just kept falling asleep. Finally I had to meet Aaron to pick up my Resume/References I had printed, and so I HAD to get up. I came home after "lunch" (where I didn't eat) and almost fell asleep then. I cleaned the bathtub before my roommate left town, and then went to dinner (first i stopped by april's to have a little chat). My roommate left town LATE thursday night, and so Aaron and I hung out at his house to give her time to pack and get ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday: Slept the day away AGAIN and went to work. Work was great on friday. I had alot of fun. When I first got there I saw I was To-Go. I was really excited about that. I LOVE being To-Go. I get tips. It was the first day I was ever scheduled for it. Normally I just end up doing it after everyone leaves, or because someone doesn't show up. This other girl (who is usually expo) wanted to trade, but I told her I never get scheduled for it, and really wanted to do it, and I really needed the money. She said something sounding like she thought she needed it more than me, which I HIGHLY doubt, considering that she lives with her family and is still in highschool. She was mad I wouldn't trade at first, but then Halley traded, and so Halley was QB, and she was Busser/Runner. I was supposed to get tipped out, but Troy didn't feel like giving it to me, so I had to get it Saturday morning. At least I had made $13 in tips that night, so I had SOME money. I bought some food, went to Aaron's house and hung out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: Woke up early enough to go to work to get my tips (which was more than last week, which was more than the week before, and so on and so forth). I took it to the bank and deposited it. We didn't have alot of time before I had to work at 4. We did go to WalMart so I could get work pants. Mine were splitting on the "crotch area", which is a really bad place for a split. The pants I got were on cheap, cute and comfortable. (the three C's). I showed up ONETIME (:D) at 4:00. The girl there was going crazy because she was busy. SHe was trying to get out of there at 4, instead of 5 when she was supposed to stay until. She seemed to think she could leave when I got htere. She didn't really do her sidework. Daniella was scheduled for QB and I for togo (yay!). The same girl from last night and Daniella had switched, so she was scheduled for QB again. SHe freaked out, asked me to swtich. When I said no, she got really mad at me, and asked the other girls. They both said no, and so she asked me again. I explained to her that I REALLY needed the tips, and that if I hadn't been togo the night before, then I wouldn't have had ANY food cause I couldn't get my tip out friday night. I tried explaining to her why I needed the money, but she didn't care. She was being mean and grouchy and glaring all night. It was really annoying. Normally, she's really cool, but she was just being a BRAT. I got half an hour overtime and $10 in tips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday (Today): I woke up in time to go to the store, and then go to work on time (its sad how much I sleep in). I was ToGo again, but it got really busy, and they were short cooks, so halfway through the evening, I started doing expo (I was still togo, but it wasn't too busy for togo) while Kym (the expo) was cooking. She wants to be a cook anyways, so it made her happy. I hope they let her be a cook. I don't see why they wouldn't. It was INSANE busy for a little while (or at least felt that way). Finally, after they had cut all the servers but one (chris) I was going to leave soon. Chris asked if I wanted to take a table. He said he'd give me the tip. I didn't really care about the tip because its my job to help, but he didn't just mean take their drink order, etc. He meant TAKE their table. I took their drink order, borrowed his card and put it in. Brought their drinks, took their food order, brought their appetizer, checked on them a couple times, brought their food order, checked on them some more, brought their check and gave them a comment card. They gave me a $5 tip (and that was low for the % only because they had been waiting a while for service in the first place. I clocked off before I was done, but I didn't care cause I LOVE serving and was so excited. ( I know, I"m really sad). Anyways, that was exciting. I got off work BEFORE 11, so I went to freds to shop. Got food for a while (lots of $1 meals, like frozen pizzas and mac n' cheese. Its sometimes amazing how condiments cost more than the food itself. LOL! I went home and unpacked it all, went to Aaron's and watched a movie and came home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: So I forgot to mention the title, didn't I. Saturday morning I picked up my tips from betsy. I mentioned to her that I had to look for either a part time job or a different job because I couldn't afford to live off working there, unless I was serving. SHe told me she had been planning on promoting me to server after spring break (because she couldn't do it before because her trainer can't work spring break). So 20th is the day spring break is over (monday) and so I SHOULD start training then. I'm very very excited. I know I could make a ton of money serving, so I could get caught up, pay off everyone I owe (Aaron and my dad) and start to really put a dent in all my debt. I could maybe get a cell phone eventually (definatly not yet, and Aaron said not until I pay him back). I could start worrying less about money. I still would try to be careful with it, but just I wouldn't worry like I have been recently. It would all be really nice. So, yeah, thats really nice. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114165181112805971?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114165181112805971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114165181112805971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114165181112805971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114165181112805971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/03/finally-they-are-going-to-make-me.html' title='Finally, they are going to make me server'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114103302884678131</id><published>2006-02-27T00:05:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T03:58:16.596-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Had a Blast</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I went out friday night. I posted about Aaron before I went to work. I was really mad. I was at work, and he called and said he was sorry about being mean. I told him it was okay and I loved him. Later he showed up at work, looking very apologetic. It was sweet. He asked if he could take me to dinner before I went out and I said yes, but it had to be quick. He came back when I was off work and we went to taco bell. On the way out to my car, I saw that he had left roses in my front seat. It was very sweet. We went to Taco Bell, and then went to my house. He waited while I got ready, then he left and I left. He was REALLY REALLY upset because he thought something would happen to me. He wasn't MAD as much as worried. He even told me he had called his mom totally upset and she was trying to tell him he had to let me go do this, but he just kept trying to explain it to her. Thats when he figured out why he was upset. Anyways, I told him I would call him in between every place and that I would be very careful and everything would be okay. He let me go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to pick up rachel and stopped to pick up money. Apparently I had missed a check in my check register so I had NO money. I was so pissed. Rachel was ready when I got there. We went to Silver Spur first. We had to pay $4 each, but someone paid for Rachel's. She had quite a bit to drink, but wasn't really acting drunk yet. We had a bit of fun there, but it was kinda boring except that she and Ashley got a lap dance from a bull, and her friend there who was this 30-something chick was stealing peoples drinks she was so drunk. We were there for about an hour or so. Next we stopped by the Greyhound. It was really small, and really lame. We weren't even going to go, but they insisted the bartender wanted to see them, so we HAD to go. Luckily there was no cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kodiak Jacks was the funnest of all the places. We showed up and because i was DD I got a wristband that gave me free non-alcohalic drinks. They let rachel in free cause it was her birthday. We saw a bunch of people we new, and talked for a little bit. Then Rachel saw the bull. She was SO excited. Seriously, she looked like one of those little kids who was getting IceCream. She rode the bull TONS of times. I rode it once, and it was fun. I guess he went faster with me cause I was sober, but it was not as hard as I suspected. They also had the girls dance on the bar when they played one of the songs they play on Coyote Ugly when they dance on the bar. Ashley and Rachel danced on the bar, but I chose not to. I figured that it might bother Aaron, although it looked like alot of fun. We danced some more on the ground, and eventually left. We were there for about 2 hours or so, because it was so much fun. I could see going back there with rachel alot, if it didn't bother Aaron so much. Hideout was next, but we just stopped by to check it out. I wanted to see it, and might never get a chance again, so we went. She paid for my cover, and hers, and we looked around. Its pretty sweet setup, although we didn't have fun cause it was just us and there was no one we knew there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I took her home and we recapped for her mom, I went to Aaron's. He was glad I was okay. We spent some time together. Saturday I was late for work. I was supposed to work at 4, and I forgot (like always) and so I was there at 5. I worked until around midnight. We were EXPECTING 60 people as part of a Ice Dogs Buffet thing or something, but no one came. We had reserved a section and a waiter who didn't get any tables while he waited around for it. It was dumb. Stupid Ice Dogs. After work I hung out with Aaron again. I knew I should just go home and go to bed, but I'm stupid about that sometimes. We had a ton of fun just playing around and being dumb. We don't do that very often, so it was really fun. Sunday I woke up right before work again. Aaron went snowboarding while I was at work. He and Kyle came into work and ate, so I sat with them while I did my sidework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wanted to walkout today because the stupid manager was really dumb. We could honestly do better wihtout him and just with his manager card. Most of the employees know how to do the manager stuff on the computer and have to show him, and he cut 2 servers before 7, and we had this rush at 7. Everyone was busy and screwed over cause of him. Anyways, it was dumb, but I got off early (although I need the money I didn't feel like staying that night). After that Aaron and Kyle and Me went to his house and I did some more of Bryce's puzzle he let me borrow. Its a hard one, but i'm getting it slowly but surely. He brought me back to my car, and I came home. Thats all for now. ANyone who read the "quick update" its gone cause i went over it in this one and didn't want to repeat myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114103302884678131?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114103302884678131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114103302884678131' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114103302884678131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114103302884678131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/02/had-blast.html' title='Had a Blast'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114083193540510604</id><published>2006-02-24T16:30:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T16:45:35.436-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Practically Bi-Polar</title><content type='html'>So, yesterday was my day off and I spent it sleeping in, hanging out with Aaron, and going to a movie with him. He has been REALLY REALLY lovey dovey for a little whlie, like not wanting me to go to work cause he'll miss me, and not wanting to let me go when we hug, and telling me how much he loves me, etc. I've been loving it. Getting spoiled actually. Its been wonderful feeling that special. I also know its special cause he's never felt this way before and it took him a long time to feel this way. Its not like one of those people who love you the first day and until the day you are over, and then loves the next person they are with. ANyways, so its been really wonderful until this morning. He came over in the morning, and I was really tired, so I took a nap. Rachel called me like 4 times this morning. She called the first time to tell me we weren't going out for her birthday like planned because her brother was worried about her. She called the second time to tell me that we could go see a movie instead. She called the third time and I didn't get it in time. She called the fourth time to tell me that her dad talked to her brother and convinced him to call her and tell her she could go. So, I had told Aaron when she called the first time that I wasn't going, and when I told him that we were going again, I had my arm around him and he threw it off. I went to take a shower, and fully expected him to be gone when I got out. I did my hair while he just sat there on the bed. Finally, he said that he was sorry for throwing my arm off him. Then he said he had never been more disappointed with my decisions. He had already mentioned several times that he was disappointed, but I tol dhim that I had made a promise to my best friend, so I was going. I also told him that if it didn't bother him, I would have gone either way because I think it would be fun, but since it did, the only reason I was going was because I had promised rachel. Anyways, he left all mad, especially cause I told him he was being childish. I messaged his cell from MSN saying that I figured he didn't want me to call him afterwards like we had planned. He called me and said he didn't care and that he didn't know if he was ever going to call me again. I told him it was ridiculous that he would threaten to break up with me over this, because he had been not happy, but accepting of it before rachel cancelled, then he changed his mind, and decided that he wouldn't even accept it now. I don't know why he's so upset, but I really do hope he doesn't break up with me. I love him, and I told him that, although I am REALLY REALLY mad at him, I still love him. Apparently he doesn't feel the same way when he's mad at me. The fact that he would threaten to break up with me over this makes me wonder if he really ever did love me. I guess I'll find out if he decides to "never call me again".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114083193540510604?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114083193540510604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114083193540510604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114083193540510604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114083193540510604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/02/practically-bi-polar.html' title='Practically Bi-Polar'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114070218149178585</id><published>2006-02-23T04:32:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T04:43:01.510-09:00</updated><title type='text'>More Work Drama</title><content type='html'>Okay, so its been CRAZY about bostons. A girl who I work with (beth, she is totally adorable) got hit by a car! The owner (who I liked quite a bit) is probably going to sell it because her husband died in a snowmachine accident. The main manager (besides the owner) I heard that her brother or step brother died. The Owners of BOSTON'S (like the corporation) supposedly were coming in tuesday, although I didn't see them and I was there until 9:30. Anyways, two waitresses quit because of one of the managers being dumb about some stuff, and alot of other people are threatening to quit, etc. There is just so much craziness. Its been REALLY slow because its so icy/cold. Anyways, Monday was when I found out most of this drama stuff. Monday night Aaron and I went to a movie. (it was nice to go on a date). We went to see "date movie" but it didn't work, so they gave us free tickets for anything, and let us still watch another movie. We went to watch Firewall. It was decent. Nothing showstopping, but good. It is the typical some persons family gets held hostage to get someone to do something and they thwart them in the end. Tuesday I finally worked out. I did "abs of steel" took a shower, and then tanned. I am thinking of asking Gaby this thursday if she needs any help cause I have nothing to do during the day and extra money would be nice. We rented some movies after my work. One was &lt;em&gt;domino&lt;/em&gt; which sucked pretty bad. Keep that in mind. We also rented animal (it was pretty random pick) but we haven't watched it yet. Wednesday was my day off! YAY! I slept in (I was supposed to go to the gym with aaron. slap on the wrist). After the &lt;em&gt;bible study thingy&lt;/em&gt; I went to dinner at my dads, then to &lt;em&gt;Pink Panther&lt;/em&gt;. It was okay, nothing spectacular. Went to Aaron's house, went to Kyle's broomball game, went to Denny's, and then home. Tomorrow its &lt;em&gt;Abs of Steel&lt;/em&gt; and tanning again. :D Good for me. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114070218149178585?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114070218149178585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114070218149178585' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114070218149178585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114070218149178585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/02/more-work-drama.html' title='More Work Drama'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114042755265663952</id><published>2006-02-19T23:41:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T00:25:52.676-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Drama At Work</title><content type='html'>Okay, so, wednesday I cleaned my room and did laundry, although I did also go to dinner with Aaron because Bryce had some kind of church thing at Food Factory and we said we'd go. I got ALL my laundry done (it was like $30 just for laundry!!!) and cleaned quite a bit of my room done. I think most of what I have in here is stuff I need to store and i'm not sure where to store it. Probably at my dads. After Aaron got out of class, I called him to see about going to a movie, but we got in a fight about whether or not he should come over, and all this stuff. We fight about that alot (him coming over here). He doesn't like being here anymore because of the problems with him and my roommate. Anyways, I called him after his class on tuesday (well, actually I think I called him before his class and we met up after his class). I went tanning while he was in class, then after he was done with his test, him and I went and worked out. FINALLY! It was fun. He jogged a mile, while i jogged, then walked, then jogged, then walked a mile. We also played around on the machines, but mostly it was the jogging. It was nice. I got to my house and was going to take a shower, but my roommate was there with some guy, and I didn't really want to take a shower with some guy there (don't ask me why, I'm weird) so I went to my dads (where I was supposed to go after the shower. I found out that I will be CAUGHT UP by then end of April. I'm really excited. I know thats FOREVER from now, but thats only if I stay on the same hours and pay as I am now, but if they make me server (fingers crossed) then it will be sooner. Than, I have the one Credit Card to pay off and I will even be out of debt (besides school). Anyways, I hope I can keep with my budget. I'm getting more hours at work cause its busier, so I got 33.5 hours last week. (wow, thats sad that that is a good week. LOL!) That will mean good money in tips and paycheck. So, after I was at my dads, I went to take a shower and talked to jackie a bit. We were both tired, so we both sounded madder than we were. I am still not deleriously happy living here, but happier than I was at the old place, and its WAY cheaper. Its better for me. Work Thursday was fast then slow then fast then slow. I stayed pretty late though. Friday I went to work and then went to Aaron's afterwards. I was going to come home and go to bed, but she wasn't homeyet, so I figured if she was out that late (like midnight) then I could stay out late, and if I woke her up when I came in, then she was already out really late anyways. Saturday morning I woke up and basically went to work after I got up. I had to work at four. I was Expo, which i loved. I had straighted my hair though and put in cute earrings and stuff. I felt like looking cute, I don't know why. So, at work I was all cute and stuff and the cooks just hit on me left and right. They were ALL OVER me! It was insane. I had so much fun at work and since I looked so cute, I wanted to go somewhere, so Aaron took me to Denny's (woopie, LOL!) I can't wait until Friday when I take rachel out for her birthday. its going to be a blast. Aaron and I got in another fight about him coming over. Okay, Venting time. I'm really tired of Aaron bitching about coming over. I love him, but he never wants to come over here and stuff. We argue about it all the time. He says its cause he can't do ANYTHING. I'm like, we can watch TV or play computer. He says,  but thats all. I ask him what we can do at his house besides that. he doesn't really have an answer. He then complains about not being able to make any noise because he'll wake up jackie, and that he feels bad getting up to use the bathroom or make food, etc. I told him I hate getting up at his house too because of the dog and the hallways all dark, and bryce's door is open when he sleeps. He seems to think I'm being silly. We argue about him coming over here alot. Until Saturday night, I couldn't get him to come in, because if Jackie came home, he didn't want to see her. It was REAL annoying. Oh well, I'm done venting. So, yes. Today, (sunday) I woke up at 1:30 or so. I took a shower, ate lunch/dinner with Aaron, then I went to work. It was REALLY REALLY icy cause it rained last night. Thta kinda sucked. One of the hostesses from work got hit by a car (I hope she's okay. I heard she's at the hospital). Another girl was in the hospital, and her boyfriend (one of the managers) didn't come in tonight because he wanted to be with her. We ended up getting slammed, which sucked. I was expo, and Kym was QB (which was cool cause I LOVE expo). The guys all hit on me again. It turns out, right before my shift, they fired one of the cooks (which sucks, cause he's awesome). Our best dishwasher isn't on the schedule anymore, so maybe he doesn't work there anymore. Danielle didn't work this weekend, so I'm not sure if she works there at all cause Betsy said she fired some Hostesses. I know three of the Hostesses that don't do jack still work there. So I don't know who she fired. The closing waiter didn't come in tonight, so since the other two servers just plain refused to close, Mike had to close, which pissed him off. Lucas was in the bar and getting mad at Bill (then new manager, who is kinda dumb and annoying) so he's going on and on about that. Anyways, thats the work drama. I work tomorrow and Tuesday. Good think I like my job. :D Thats all for now, I think. :D Oh, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERYNN (my sister-in-law). Her birthday was saturday. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114042755265663952?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114042755265663952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114042755265663952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114042755265663952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114042755265663952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/02/drama-at-work.html' title='Drama At Work'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-114000039661397013</id><published>2006-02-15T00:55:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T01:46:36.640-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst Day EVER!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I'm sure I've said that before, but today did suck. I guess I should get up to date first before I start my rant. So, lets see, Sunday I didn't get home until 6 or 7. After that, I didnt' get up until before work.  I talked to my roommate and was joking about how Aaron put his shoes in my room so no one would know he was there. He was doing it to be "funny." He said he was sneaky. She left a note on the fridge for him telling him not to be sneaky, and to be an adult, and that she wouldn't let him stay there at all if he was going to try to be "sneaky". I left a note exlpaining that he wasn't really trying to be sneaky, but more joking around. He was upset about it because she was talking to him in the note like she was his parent. He hates that. It bothered me too, because she said that if he was going to do that she "wouldn't LET him stay there." Although it IS her apartment (there is not lease, but she was there first)I do pay 1/2 (or now 1/3) of the rent, and it was like what I wanted didn't matter AT ALL. That bothered me. Sunday night I was expo, which I enjoyed like usual. It was really busy though. I don't remember when I got home sunday night, but I think it was like 3 or 4. We watched Waiting... which was a really good movie. We had already seen it, but it was still funny the second time. I slept in Monday, but I did get up in time to take a shower and go to the post office. It turns out that it was my fault that I wasn't getting my mail. I put 2005 on the form, and a person doesn't read it, a computer did. So, it put it in wrong. They said i'd start getting my mail soon. Monday night work was REALLY REALLY busy. It sucked. I was SO busy all night. I was Togo, but I was also QB, because it was just me. It was CRAZY. I did make about $4 in tips and worked until 11 or so. I went to Aarons, although I was really tired. I watched Elimidate and South Park, and Elimidate agian before I went home. When I got home, I went straight to my room (without eating, because I already had, and without going to the bathroom, because I already had). I was as quiet as I could possibally be, and honestly quieter than I have ever been. After I was in my room, I laid down and started to read. I read and did math puzzels (I know, I"m a dork) until 6:30 or so. I went to bed then, but as always it takes me a while to fall asleep, so until about 7 I was probably trying to sleep. The puppy stays at our house on tuesday thursday morning. Well, when Monica dropped him off, he started barking at 9:00 am (after I had slept for only 2hours), and barked and barked and barked until 11am (thats two hours). I didn't get up and do anything because I know from past experience that there is nothing I can do that will make her shutup. Even our upstairs neighbors came and knocked on the door, and I didn't answer it because I was still in bed (their dog barks all the time too, but just not as much). I finally got up and banged on her kennel to get her to be quiet. She was quiet until noon, then she barked from noon to 1am. I ended up missing my tanning appointment because I was so tired from getting no sleep. I got up and left to go meet Aaron, and left a note for Jackie/Monica about the dog. I tried really hard to be nice, letting them know that I didn't mind the dog if she didn't bark, but it was really annoying to get woken up that early by that, and theres nothing I can do. I left and went to see Aaron. We went to lunch for V-day (at A&amp;W) and then back to his house. I was so tired, so I took a nap while he was shoveling the roof. I didn't really sleep at all. I went back to my house (almost hitting someone the road because it was icy and i was tired). I got home and there was a note for me from Jackie. She didn't feel bad at all about the dog waking me up. She said that Monica felt really bad (and I hope I didn't upset her cause I really do like her), but that I woke her up two times this week (sunday, which was the morning i came home at 6, although we were really quiet that day) and then this morning. This morning I was really quiet, but I guess I woke her up on my way in and she couldn't get back to sleep, apparently my fault. She said that it was hard that I was on a night schedule and she was on day and that maybe it wasn't a good match for being roommates. She said she wasn't asking me to move out but that it was something we should talk about. She also said the landlord wants rent beofre the 1st now, (which when I moved in she said he just came randomly for rent every once in a while, and the other day she said she was not worried about paying rent on time since he wasn't fixing up the house like he should be.) So, now I don't know how I'm going to have the money, but apparently I need it before the 1st. She wanted the check for electric that day so she could pay the bill (she had told me in the note how much she wanted) so I was late for work because I had to find my checkbook. She was saying that with the dog it wasn't a big deal cause it was only 2 days a week and only until the middle of march, whereas HER problem (me waking her up) wasn't going to just go away. It really hurt. I cried a little, and my dad wasn't exactly very supportive. Yeah, tis better than my old situation, but at the same time it sucks too. I wasn't sure what to do. Am I supposed to live there although I am paying rent to make NO decisions and have her not care at all what I want and just make all the decision? I don't want to live there if shes going to be like that, but at the same time I don't want to move again, and don't know if I can afford to, etc. Anyways, I didn't want to go to work, but had to. It was V-day and Pasta Tuesday so I knew it would be a really busy day. i was hoping that I could be expo, but everyone was on the floor. It was really busy and I was really upset. Aaron came in after my work, and he was trying to surprise me and take me to dinner at Denny's, but I was too upset. He was trying to get me to talk to him, but I just kept crying cause of how bad my day had been. I told him all about it, and how upset that note made me. I started thinking about other options, but i'm not sure what I'm going to do. I didn't evenwant to go home tonight, and I can't sleep here cause i'm not allowed to, but at the same time I don't want to go home because I'm really upset. And thursday the dog is going to bark starting at 9am again. Anyways, all in all, today sucked. I'm at Aarons for now, but I think after spending some time with him, I'll go home. Tomorrow I HAVE to do laundry and clean my room and unpack (I hope that I'm not unpacking just to have to pack again to move soon). I partially can't wait until I get married or something because then I don't have to worry about moving all the time and changing roommates, etc. Anyways, I should go. Aaron is feeling neglected.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-114000039661397013?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/114000039661397013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=114000039661397013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114000039661397013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/114000039661397013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/02/worst-day-ever.html' title='Worst Day EVER!'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-113974135274322347</id><published>2006-02-12T01:19:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T01:49:12.763-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday wasn't all I'd hoped, but thats okay</title><content type='html'>So, lets see. My brithday I woke up and went to see Aaron for a little while. After that, I went to lunch with my dad. It was okay, nothing spectacular, but good nonetheless. After lunch, I went to my house and picked up Nina (one of my roommates). We went back to my house, and she took a shower. I went to my Birthday Lunch. It was actually very nice. Thanks to April/Amin for bying me dinner. Ruhi left to go to a friends house to study, and ben went with Nava to a movie. Aaron and several others went to class, which left me and Rachel and nothing to do. We went to WalMart and were looking at the fish. I really wanted to buy Aaron a fish, and so we went to Fishtopia. Their feeder fish were cheaper. We got there and decided that we didn't want those fish, we wanted COOL fish. After much deliberation (fun deliberation) we picked out the Tiger Oscars. They can get REALLY big, and theyhave orange stripe, and they were only $10 each. We bought two. Rachel bought the food. On the way home, we spent the whole time figuring out names and made up songs and everything. It was ALOT of fun. We got to Aaron's house (bryce was home) and put them in his tank, and when he got there we were going to surprise him. He came in already in a bad mood. We asked him if he noticed anything differnent, and I could tell he was in no mood to play that game. We told him that we had taken the plate out of his fishtank. He saw it and then was like "you didn't buy me fish did you? Please tell me you didn't buy me fish." He saw the fish and got MAD at me. He was like, "I didn't want that kind of fish. I wanted goldfish." We tried to explain to him that if he got goldfish, any other fish we got him besides goldfish would be poisened. He didn't listen. Anyways, I had been SO excited about the fish, that I couldn't handle him getting mad and rejecting them. (HE even told me to return them!) I started crying and took Rachel home. I was SURE that&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I would not speak to him until he made it up to me. Well I picked up ben, then went back to his house. Ruhi wasn't home yet. She was supposed to be home at nine, although I'd left a message saying she could be home at ten (it was 10:30 at the time) . I was really mad. Ben was starting to get worried. We went digging through her room looking for her friends number. We couldn't find anything. Aaron called, and told me he was sorry, etc. I wasn't going to listen, and I told him he needed to make it up to me, but then I started to really worry about ruhi. It was about 11 by then I think. I called him back and told himI was still mad at him but that I couldn't find ruhi and I didn't know where she was etc. I was crying. He said he'd be right over. He came over, and I had called my dad crying too. I had NO clue where she was. We finally got her friends number off of her MSN from one of her friends. We called her, at about 11:30, and woke up her family, and her family said Ruhi hadn't been there all day. Then I was mad again, until we got to the airport and I was starting to get worried again, and also upset cause I was going to have to tell her parents that I had lost her. Aaron was there for me, which pretty much got him off the hook. He still hadn't gotten me anything for my birthday. Anyways, it turned out Ruhi had driven to Nenana (and done so twice before) to visit her boyfriend. She was in alot of trouble with her parents. Aaron and I went back to my house. So, the next day he had class in the morning, and I drove him to class and picked him up. I didn't have to work, but I did have my TAM class. I learned alot. It was really interesting, but really easy. While I was at my class, Aaron had my car. When he came to pick me up he showed me my "birthday presents." He had put $50 Silver Star headlights into my car (because I always complained about how I couldn't see at night) and lifted my headlights so they lit up more when I was driving. He also reconnected my reverse lights (because I also complained about not being able to see when I backed up). It was really sweet. Anyways, after that we went back to his house, but I was really tired, so I went hom to bed. Friday morning I was going to go workout, and slept in, until really late. Went to work, and it was Hell. Work has been really bad recently because its been really busy, but my bosses are still worried about Labor, so we are understaffed. Plus, they sent out coupons in the mail for To-Go, so EVERYONE and their mother came in to get To-Go. Its been insane, and worse because a certain person who works there sucks and doesn't do their job and doesn't show up, etc. Today work sucked again, but not AS bad. I just want to go home and go to bed, but Aaron wanted to spend some time with me because this morning I helped nina move instead of spending time with him. So, yes, thats everything until now. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-113974135274322347?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/113974135274322347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=113974135274322347' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113974135274322347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113974135274322347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/02/birthday-wasnt-all-id-hoped-but-thats.html' title='Birthday wasn&apos;t all I&apos;d hoped, but thats okay'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-113930950709789454</id><published>2006-02-07T01:37:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T01:51:47.126-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't Wait Until My Birthday</title><content type='html'>So, this weekend was the same as any other. Its kinda lame that my weekends are so lame. Friday night, I worked. It was really busy. Saturday morning I made the kids French Toast, Aaron, Ben and I went to town and hung out. We took ben home, went to Aaron's house to get ready for work, then went to work. It was busy again. Sunday morning I had to get up to meet Nina at my house. She was meeting my roommate to see if they wanted her to move in. They decided yes, so she's moving in sometime. :D Yay (less money, living with Nina, all around good). Anyways, so after that I went to Aaron's and slept. It was nice. I miss falling asleep with him. Oh well, i'm sure its for the best, but its still nice every once in a while. He woke up for ths SuperBowl, so we watched it, then I went to work. Because it was halfway through the superbowl, and the fact that I'm not a sever, there was nothing to do. The Bar was PACKED. She said I could go home and could call at 6 to see if they needed me. I went to Aarons, came back at 6:15 and then worked until 8. I only got 2 hours of work in, but I didn't do much during it, and ate, so I guess it was okay. There was a table that came in and asked their server (AFTER ordering their food) if we would either turn down or preferably turn OFF the SUPERBOWL! Of course, our manager said no, so she left without getting her food. It was ridiculous. Anyways, since I was off early, Aaron and I rented movies and watched them. Today I slept in at Ruhi/Ben's house until noon or 1:30. I stopped by Aarons but because it was THIRTY DEGREES he was going snowmachining. It was so warm, it was awesome. I went home, took a shower, and went to the post office. I am trying to figure out what they did with my mail. Apparently my old place has stopped taking it, but the new place isn't delivering it. I have to call them tomorrow. I also called the newsminer and it turns out I won't get the job. They hired someone else. I don't know if I mentioned about the job (apparently I did). Then came back to Ruhi/Bens, ate leftover tacos (I made taco's Sunday night) and then went to work. On the way, I was turning onto the road my work was on, and pulled forward to go, decided not to, because I didn't want to cut this guy off, and the guy behind me hit me. I pulled out of the way and so did he. We looked at my car, it was fine, and we looked at his, and it was fine. I went to work, and the went his way. I knew it would make Aaron mad (it did) but it was too much hassel for nothing, and I was late for work because of it, and didn't want to wait for police to tell me what I already knew, that it was his fault and nothing happened to either car. It was slow (besides people walking in right after each other at 5, with only two servers), but I worked until 9. I went home, called Aaron, and went to his house. We rented movies for the kids and us (ben wanted to hang out with Aaron more) but once we got there, Ben was asleep. Ruhi and Aaron and I watched "Final Approach." It was REALLY REALLY REALLY bad. I told Aaron to tell his best friend Bryce that it was awesome and get him to watch it, just cause it would be funny cause it was so bad. Anyways, we watched it, then I took Aaron home. Now I'm going to go to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-113930950709789454?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/113930950709789454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=113930950709789454' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113930950709789454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113930950709789454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/02/cant-wait-until-my-birthday.html' title='Can&apos;t Wait Until My Birthday'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-113900785562966600</id><published>2006-02-03T13:54:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T14:04:15.646-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Babysitting (that doesn't even adaquately describe it)</title><content type='html'>So, I"m watching Ben and Ruhi for the week while their mother is at their son's graduation from Boot Camp. So, update until here, I worked last week. Monday was just another work day, and so was Tuesday. It was Pasta Tuesday, so it was busy though, while monday was as slow as can be. Aaron came to my work afterwards, but I had already used up my 50%, so we only got 15%, but it was fun. Wednesday the kids didn't get back from going to the airport until 10 or so, and then they called me, so I went back to their house. They are SO easy to watch. I feel like i'm just there to make sure no one breaks into the house. Their mom had given me alot of money for gas already and left money for food, so yesterday we went shopping. Ruhi didn't want to go, so Ben and Me and Aaron went. Ben LOVES Aaron. He had so much fun with him. He said Aaron reminds him of his brother, but I don't see the similarity. It was fun though. Aaron and I went to Travis's (Karrina's boyfriend's) house, and all Karrina, Travis, Aaron and I watched Zorro II. It wasn't really any good, but we had alot of fun joking with the dogs, etc. I got home late, and the kids were already in bed. They are really good. Now, the pets on the other hand, I don't know if i'd pet sit. They are harder to control. THe dog and the cat like to play, and they make ALOT of noise when they play, so I try to get them to stop and they don't, they just run around and knock things off of desks and counters, etc. Its real annoying. They also tear things up. Either way, the pets weren't so bad that I don't enjoy it. I'm going to cook for them, even if I have to cook it then put it in the microwave later, because I have work. Wednesday is my birthday (yay :D) so I'm going out to eat at Bostons with alot of my friends. I don't know that i've invited everyone, but i've let a few people know. I need to make sure everyone knows. Aparently, Ruhi and Ben are supposed to pay for my Dinner, because thats what their mom told them to do for my birthday, with the money for food. So, thats about all. I have to go to work today and a movie with my dad before work. It should be fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-113900785562966600?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/113900785562966600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=113900785562966600' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113900785562966600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113900785562966600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/02/babysitting-that-doesnt-even.html' title='Babysitting (that doesn&apos;t even adaquately describe it)'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-113869622867720279</id><published>2006-01-30T23:27:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T23:30:28.703-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the Day: (Sorry Mom. LOL!)</title><content type='html'>So, Guys think lesbians are Hot right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys also think twins are Hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are Lesbian Twins Hot? (like with each other).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that Incest that ISN'T Hot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-113869622867720279?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/113869622867720279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=113869622867720279' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113869622867720279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113869622867720279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/01/question-of-day-sorry-mom-lol.html' title='Question of the Day: (Sorry Mom. LOL!)'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-113861500820726172</id><published>2006-01-30T00:30:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T00:56:48.226-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Weekend Come and Gone</title><content type='html'>So, another weekend has come and gone and I didn't do anything CRAZY or anything. Just like any other days. I went to work, stayed home during the day (mostly). Went to Denny's one of the nights, but didn't order anything cause I can't afford it. I turn 21 in less than 2 weeks. I'm excited. :D Its been really cold until today when it rose to 20 below. For anyone who reads this and isn't from here... oh wait, who am I kidding... no one reads this except my mom, Rachel and then randomly others, but rarely. Anyways, so, yeah for alaskans, sometimes 20 below is warm. Mostly only after its been 40 or 50 below for a while. Anyways, Starting wednesday i'm going to start watching my sister-in-laws brother and sister (ruhi and ben). It should be fun, except they will be at school during the day, then I work nights, so I won't be able to spend alot of time with them, but I will sleep there to keep an eye on them and help them get off to school, etc. They shouldn't be hard to watch cause they are great kids. Anyways, its Ruhi's birthday today and I ran into her at Boston's while I was working. We went to sing happy birthday to a table, and there she was. I went to her house after work, and hung out for a while. ANywyas, Aaron and I have been fighting a bit lately, but we get over it. I think thats a good thing, that even though we fight, we get over it and work through it. That is the more important part. A good note to any guys that read this (which I think is none, but anyways), &lt;blockquote&gt;"Never tell a girl that she could break up with you. If she didn't realize that&lt;br /&gt;was an option, than it will only make her cry if you tell her that. She will&lt;br /&gt;think that you want to break up with her. If she did see it as an option, then&lt;br /&gt;she didn't need you to tell her, and will do it if thats what she decides"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-113861500820726172?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/113861500820726172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=113861500820726172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113861500820726172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113861500820726172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-weekend-come-and-gone.html' title='Another Weekend Come and Gone'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-113824894377712133</id><published>2006-01-25T18:51:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T19:15:43.813-09:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Room Cleaning Progresses, ever so slowly</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I haven't had that "Sleep Paralysis" thing since that one time. I'm glad so far its a one time thing. I had to have Aaron tell me ALL DAY that it was a one time deal and that I was okay, etc. Anyways that was saturday. During that day saturday I stopped by to see my dad and eat something and Aaron came in with me (which was really awesome of him cause he didn't want to because it was a Baha'i event, and he feels uncomfortable at them. Saturday night I had work. It was good. It was Senior Ball, and there were two Hockey games, so it was REALLY busy. It was fun though, as always. I saw rachel there at the end of my shift, and talked to her. Her dad left her with me so we went over to Aaron's house. Kyle was there and Bryce. We all hung out and joked around. It was a lot of fun. I'm glad Rachel had fun cause she was still upset about some things with Micheal (although they are good now. :D Yay for rachel). Aaron and I slept in on Sunday, and had told a girl saturday to come in because I didn't think they would be able to have me work really because I didn't get trained in what I was supposed to do. She came in, and so did I. I got 15 minutes though, until she was there. When she showed up, we talked with the manager, and she stayed. It was nice to have a night off. I don't really like working nights all that much because thats when I like to do things. Either way, I don't exactly remember what I did sunday besides make spaghetti. Monday Aaron had his first Auto Class in the evening. He enjoys it. I had to work, so we basically were both gone at the same time. He got out of class about the same time I was off work. We met at my house. Tuesday we both had class and work, but he had a class during the day too. Tuesday I got off work earlyish (like always nowadays) and we went to Denny's that evening, saw rachel, etc. I only got about 4 hours of sleep last night at a small nap for about 30-45 min this afternoon. Last night I realized that I'm really poor and I can't afford my bills, so I went job hunting. I went to FMH (fairbanks memorial hospital) to see if they had any openings. They didn't. (I check online, but my uncle said to ask a family friend, Carla). I went to the Newsminer, and it turns out they have a part-time Circulation position open. That would be perfect, and I really want it. Aaron got mad at me for making him wait, but we got over it. He gets mad about that alot. Its kinda my personality, but he wants me to try to change it, and I don't mind trying to do better at least.  So, Aaron and I got in this fight and I'm still mad at him. I still Love him, but I'm mad at him right now. He has this habit of being REALLY grumpy when he wakes up in the morning. We were napping watching tv, and he woke up. I asked him if he started the truck, and he responded by telling me that wasn't important to him, REALLY rudly. I was more mad that he was rude than that he hadn't started the truck. He had to be to class. I tried to start it and it didn't start. He said the reason he was rude back was because I was bugging him about not starting it and he was busy getting his contacts in, etc. for class. Anyways, we were arguing about it, and he got mad at me. We didn't really talk the whole car ride. I didn't buckle (which I normally just forget to do) and figured out of spite we'd hit something and I'd fly through the window. OKAY before anyone freaks out, I know thats retarded. Its one of those emotional girl things. I try not to have those moments too often. It all worked out for the best cause I chickened out anyways. There was a moose in the rd, and everyone was breaking/swerving to miss it and slow down, etc. I buckled up when I saw it, cause I got scared we would hit it. We got to my house so he could drop me off, and I got his backpack out of the car. I meant to toss it into his truck and accidentally threw it too far. It basically looked like i chucked it into the car cause I was mad. He had said something that I didn't hear, but when i tossed the backpack in, he said nevermind. I told him he could call me if he wanted to (earlier when we were arguing he mentioned not calling me after class). Anyways, I'm still mad and waiting for an apology. If he can get mad at me and expect me to change one of the "downfalls" of my personality, than I can expect the same. I apologize when I make him wait for me, and I'm trying, but failing miserably. He didn't apologize. I don't know if he's trying, but it doesn't seem like it. So, yeah, i'm mad. Like I said before, I'm still mad, but honestly, all it would take is an apology, and i'd be okay. I think its almost good that I'm mad at him cause usually we get in a fight, I cry, and then he feels bad and we make up, but I rarely get mad at him. I think it means we are getting to the point where i feel safe getting mad at him and I'm not worried he will break up with me, which is a good thing, (I think). So, I know NONE of this mentioned me cleaning my room. Its a really slow process. I have more room than I used to on the floor, but its still a pain in the butt to get around, and usually involves stepping on stuff. Anyways, thats all for now. I know the post was INSANELY long. Thanks for reading, unless you skipped to the end and didn't really read it, in which case SHAME ON YOU! LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-113824894377712133?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/113824894377712133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=113824894377712133' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113824894377712133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113824894377712133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/01/and-room-cleaning-progresses-ever-so.html' title='And the Room Cleaning Progresses, ever so slowly'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-113784086868228589</id><published>2006-01-21T01:30:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T01:54:28.700-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Paralysis</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I didn't work tuesday, which sucks because I was supposed to get trained to do EXPO (which is basically expediting the servers getting their food out). I was too sick so I wasn't there, and I wanted to get trained in that. Then I slept during the day tuesday because I was sick. Wednesday I unpacked alot of stuff in my room. Aaron and I put my mirror up, and my posters and my closet clothes rod. Wednesday night I didn't sleep, and I waited until Thursday evening to sleep. I fell asleep at 7 (missig the OC) cause I was so tired. I was even laughing at REALLY dumb things. When I woke up at like 5am the next morning, Aaron and I were just hanging out watching TV/Movies. I got tired and decided to take a nap. As I was falling asleep, I started to hear this REALLY loud ringing in my ears. It was making my head hurt, so I started to kinda moan (I'm a wuss). Well, no sound came out. I tried to cry out and I couldn't make any noise. I tried to move and I couldn't move my entire body. I thought my feet were sitting on Aaron's lap, so I tried moving my toe, and barely could. It wasn't doing any good. I was so TERRIFIED. Finally, I decided to breathe really hard and fast. I was hoping Aaron would hear me and do something (I wasn't sure what yet). He said he didn' know why, but he just decided to look at me. He saw that my body was moving alot faster (like I was breathing fast). He thought maybe I was hurt or something and that I was saying ow or something. He couldn't hear me breathing though. He said Hey and I could hear him, but not what he was saying because of the LOUD LOUD ringing in my ears (it would get stronger, and lighter and stronger and lighter but always making my head hurt really bad). I didn't answer, so he lifted up the pillow over my  head. My arm was over the pillow, so it woke me up. I was so scared. I cried and was scared about sleeping next time. I went online and read about it, and figured out its called Sleep Paralysis. Basically it can be caused by a disruption in your sleep schedule or stress, etc. It can be hereditary, or it can be a once in a lifetime thing. I kept making Aaron tell me it wouldn't happen again, but I was still really scared. Anyways, you can look it up if you want. I worked tonight, and also got paid my tips for the last two weeks ($70! I only expected like $30). I got gas, and toilet paper. Anyways, thats all for now. :D (oh, besides I talked to the landlord and explaind that I couldn't pay the rent, and they would have to do what they would do, but I was sorry).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-113784086868228589?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/113784086868228589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=113784086868228589' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113784086868228589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113784086868228589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/01/sleep-paralysis.html' title='Sleep Paralysis'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-113755934403294516</id><published>2006-01-17T19:27:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T19:42:24.053-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick. :(</title><content type='html'>So, I've been spending alot of time sleeping recently. I have also been working since Friday... I was supposed to work tonight too, but I'm feeling really sick. I might even go to the doctor tomorrow if I am not feeling better by then. Anyways, I cannot seem to think of what I wanted to blog about, but yeah, mostly just been working and sleeping. Thats about it for now. Okay, I know that is the worst post ever, but I really don't remember what I wanted to write.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-113755934403294516?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/113755934403294516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=113755934403294516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113755934403294516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113755934403294516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/01/sick.html' title='Sick. :('/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-113732888859252724</id><published>2006-01-15T03:25:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T03:45:00.646-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Cops out like crazy</title><content type='html'>Okay, so I went to visit with my dad on thursday. He had gotten an offer for a credit card with a really good transfer balance rate. We set it up so that we transferred ALL my balances (if it goes through with each place) except my CapitalOne, cause its a CapitalOne, so they won't transfer it. All the rest will hopefully work. Then, I have one low payment a month. My dad and I talked about me getting more hours at work, or going job hunting. I made Aaron Taco's (it was fun to cook for him.) They were pretty good. After that we went back to his house, and played worms most of the night with him, his roommate, and 3 of his friends. (if you haven't played worms, its a game where you get a couple little worm guys, and shoot heavy artillary and such at each other. Its really fun. Anyways, Friday, I didn't wake up until right before work because we had been up so late the night before playing the game. I went to work, and enjoyed myself. I like my job. Aaron had dropped me off, to save time, so when he came to pick me up, we stopped by my house to get some food and pick up some things, and then went back to his house, and played some more worms. I went to bed earlier than the couple nights before. I got up around 12:30, ate breakfast, went to Boston's to talk to them about my schedule, and they gave me 26.5 hours a week. :D Thats basically how much I need to pay my bills. I'm excited that I don't have to get a second job. Especially because if I change my tax information like my dad suggested so they are taking less out, then I will get more money, and I almost ALWAYS stay late every day, because I just never get out on time. Anyways, I started to take a nap, when my mom called. I realized I had to be at work at 4, not 5 like usual, so I was late. I got to work and had a pretty good time. Got off work and came home. I had to get gas, and so Aaron came over and we went to the Gas Station. I came back to the house, and asked if he wanted to go anywhere. He wanted to go to Safeway, so we went there, but on the way I got pulled over. I had already seen about 5-7 people pulled over by then, and after saw 5-7 more pulled over all on Geist between University and the Mitchel Expressway. It was rediculous. I got pulled over because I didn't come to a COMPLETE stop at a redlight, turning right with NO ONE AROUND! I think they must have been looking for someone, because I don't know why else they would be out in force like that. I didn't get a ticket, but I didn't have my license on me, and so he "talked" to me about it. We left and went to safeway. I didn't want to go home, so we went to my driveway. We sat there for a while, trying to call people we knew, to do something. We found out that Michael, Rachel's boyfriend, his truck had died, but Rachel was going to go help him. I told her to call if she needed help. We came inside and were doing NOTHING, except surfing the internet. She called back, and we went to help him out. It was funny because we had JUST seen them today and Michael and Aaron had JUST met that day, and both complaining about it, and then we went to help them. They liked each other just like Rachel and I predicted. LOL! It was actually kind of fun. So, now I'm back at home and just hanging out doing nothing again. :D Thats all for now. Aaron is going to try to get me Civilization II (off my wishlist)  :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-113732888859252724?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/113732888859252724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=113732888859252724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113732888859252724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113732888859252724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/01/cops-out-like-crazy.html' title='Cops out like crazy'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-113697978149179374</id><published>2006-01-11T02:32:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T02:43:01.510-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishlist</title><content type='html'>So, I went to UAF. It turns out the money on my accoutn was a "computer glitch" (stupid) and I didn't really have the money. So, I went and talked to my dad. I am going to go tomorrow and look at consolidation loans. I also need to find a secnod job if Boston's cannot give me more than 30 hours a week. I will be living cheaply until I start either making more an hour or start working full time. With just the Consolidation loan, I can pay off all my loans, and only pay monthly rent, and insurance, and then the consolidation payment. My dad is going to Co-Sign the loan. The payoff date is 5 years, but hopefully, if everything goes well, I'll pay it off even earlier. I'm going to hold off on getting a cell phone for a while too. I'm going to try to live really cheap. I don't think i'll skimp on food from home though, because I really want to eat real food instead of crap (i.e. canned food and mac n' cheese). Okay, so, maybe you are wondering about the title. I decided to put a wishlist on my blog, in case someone wants to buy me something for my birthday etc. I"m not asking for anything, just putting it out there, so if someone wanted to get something and didn't know what to get. I also put the prices, but they are approximate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishilist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down Comforter-$65.00&lt;br /&gt;Mille Bornes-$10.00 (off ebay, its a card game)&lt;br /&gt;Rock N' Roll Racing-$15.00 (off ebay, its supernintendo, not gameboy advance)&lt;br /&gt;Shining Force-$20.00 (off ebay, its a Sega Genesis game)&lt;br /&gt;Micheal Jackson's Moonwalker-$20.00 (off ebay, also Sega Genesis)&lt;br /&gt;Civilization II-$14.95 (I can purchase it from my computer, I have already downloaded it)&lt;br /&gt;Someone caring about me-Priceless.... (sorry, had to add that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... yeah, I'll add stuff another time if I think of anything. Most of them are games because I don't have any games I like. Its something to do that would be free! Thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-113697978149179374?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/113697978149179374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=113697978149179374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113697978149179374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113697978149179374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/01/wishlist.html' title='Wishlist'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-113694361779359616</id><published>2006-01-10T16:38:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T16:40:17.793-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Correction</title><content type='html'>Okay, so now i'm not sure about the financial aid thing. I went to double check and it still said "Appeal Denied" and when I went to my account last night, it said that I still owed 744 or something. Now, on my account it says something like that I have an A/R Refund and has financial aid on there, which means that I did get it. I'm just thoroughly confused now. Aaron and I are going to go up to UAF to ask them now. I'll let everyone know what they say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-113694361779359616?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/113694361779359616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=113694361779359616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113694361779359616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113694361779359616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/01/correction.html' title='Correction'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-113694320231768501</id><published>2006-01-10T16:11:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T16:33:22.336-09:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I guess its been a long time</title><content type='html'>Sorry its been so long. I have internet at my house now, but I haven't had a chance to really blog. Last time I posted was my first weekend of work. During the week I think I just spent most of my time sleeping and unpacking and stuff. Aaron went out of town for snowmachining for a couple days last week too. Last week I went shopping for food. I went to the commisary with Aaron, and I got lots of food that I can cook. I decided that I want to start eating real food, not canned food. I still have canned food, but I was tired of having just canned food. I got stuff to make Taco's (which I'm making tomorrow night), and stuff to make Enchilada's, and stuff to make sandwiches. I also bought Egg's and Bacon. Its been nice eating real food. So, this weekend I worked at Boston's again. I really enjoyed it again. I really do like my job. I told my boss Friday night that I could work whatever hours they want me to, because I have TONS of free time on my hands, and she told me she wished I had told her earlier, so she could have put me on the schedule. I think I will remind her on Friday night. Last night was the employee party, and Aaron said he'd go. Before I went, I went online and checked my Financial Aid, but my appeal was denied. I cried for a while, because I'm really not sure what I want to do now, but I had to go to the party. We got there and Aaron decided he didn't want to be there. He complained the entire time until right before we left (about an hour into it) and then he told me I could stay, but by then I didn't want to. So, later that night we talked about what I was going to do about not getting my loans. I've decided to talk to my dad. I'm hoping I can convince him to co-sign a consolidation loan, that way I can pay it off from one place. I tried consolidation agencies, but they don't really help at all. My dad could easily get a loan from his bank. If he agrees to that, then I could pay off all my bills, and just have the consolidation loan and regular bills. Also, this weekend at work I was talking to them, and they practically assured me that when I was 21 I could be a server. If I'm not taking classes this semeseter (which I'm not since I can't get a student loan) then, I will be able to work whenever. If they don't give me more hours next schedule, then I will find another second part time job. I will have to figure out something, because right now I had promised every bill collector that I would pay on the 20th, and now I have no money coming in. Anyways, if anyone else has any ideas, feel free to let me know. I tried a debt consolidation agency, and they were charging me $50 a month, and lowering my payments, but then they weren't telling my people, so it wasn't doing me any good. Everyone still saw it as I wasn't paying enough or on time. It didn't do anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-113694320231768501?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/113694320231768501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=113694320231768501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113694320231768501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113694320231768501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-i-guess-its-been-long-time.html' title='So, I guess its been a long time'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-113619171678756353</id><published>2006-01-01T23:21:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T21:36:06.546-09:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not in jail.</title><content type='html'>Okay, so... I have been really really busy. So, Tuesday we were PLANNING on going to see the Landlord, but the landlord ended up talking to Aleena's mom, Helen on the phone, so she e-mailed the landlord to have him let us out of the lease. I don't really remember what I did until 4:30, cause I just remember going to pick Aaron up at the airport. I think I did some errands and went to lunch with Aleena at Bostons. I was "on time" to pick up Aaron at the airport, but his flight was early, so he was already getting his luggage. I was really excited to see him. :D We got some food and then went back to my house. I think I went to bed that night at like 8, because I was so tired. Wednesday I worked swing shift. I spent time with Aaron until I had to be there. Thursday I spent most of the day packing and moving into my new place. I really like the new place. Friday was my first day at Bostons. I really really like it. On thursday, Helen called, and told me the details of the "breaking the lease" She made it sound like the Landlord could probaby rerent it really easily. She said that they would let us out of the lease. I was thinking, YAY. She said there were a few catches. One, we would have to be out before the first of the month. Two, we would have to pay rent for January. I was like, Okay, thinking, i don't have the money, but i'll figure something out. Then she tells me, if they can't rent it before february, we have to pay february. Basically, we have to pay rent until they rerent it. Thats not really doing us any good, except for looking good for us, that we didn't "break it." Helen (and the landlord later) tried to tell me that they could sue me for ALL the rent until August, but legally, they can't do that. They have to make an effort to rerent it, and if they do, they cannot charge us for rent anymore. Anyways, when I called the landlord, she told me it was a slow season, so shes not sure if she can rerent it, and we technically don't have to be out of the place until we stop paying rent (so we can be out after the 1st). Good deal, cause the girls weren't even done packing this morning. I tried to talk to Aleena about the deposit. She thinks her mom should get the whole thing back, so does her mom. So, I wouldn't get anything back, even though I paid for a third. To top it off, Felicia or one of her friends broke her window (really bad, $300 to fix) and someone punched a hole in the bathroom door (not me or Aaron, and everyone in the house knows it.) Now, i'm pretty sure paying for it will come out of ALL of our deposits, instead of just ours. Basically, I'm going to talk to them, and if they decide that I'm going to have to pay for that, or that I'm not getting my part of the deposit, etc, then I will not be able to trust Aleena in the future and we would not be able to be friends. I hate to say that, but it is true. Anyways, so Life at Bostons. Its really fun. I really like working there. Its alot more relaxed (as far as professionalism). Its more a "fun place" than uptight. We joke around, and even with the customers. I think its mostly cause its partially a sports bar. They aren't really picky about how I wear my uniform, or my hair. I didn't even really get any rules about the place. Everything I've learned about it, I've learned from other employees. I worked Friday, Saturday and Sunday. Also, there are alot of different things there. My manager told me not to let anyone move, even if they want to. If I sit them in a table, and they want a booth, then don't let them move. Most places, the customer is always right, and I know I used to hate it when people would move at Denny's. I had one lady walk out, call back, say I was being rude because she wouldn't sit where I told her to sit, and asked for the manager. He was too busy, so she asked for HIS managers name, and our names. I gave it to her, but it was kinda sad that she went through all that, because she didn't want to sit in a certain seat. Anyways, New Years Eve was nothing. I got off work and went to my old house to pack and talk to my mom. We talked through the new years (I hope she is excited about that) and then I didn't see Aaron until closer to 12:30. He was somewhere else for new years eve. At first I was a little mad, but I'm over it now. Anyways. I started this last night, while Aaron and his friends packed to go on a snowmachining trip. They won't be back until wednesday night. I saved it for now, which is Monday night. I didn't do anything at all today. My phone should be switched to my new house tomorrow. Hopefully that happens. :D We are still not out of the place, and the papers still aren't signed, and blah blah blah. Anyways, thats all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-113619171678756353?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/113619171678756353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=113619171678756353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113619171678756353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113619171678756353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-not-in-jail.html' title='I&apos;m not in jail.'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-113568122987137083</id><published>2005-12-27T01:51:00.000-09:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T02:00:29.886-09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Woes of Not Eating/Drinking/Sleeping</title><content type='html'>So, there really isn't anything new, but hey, why not blog and give all you fans somethign to read. LMAO! I crack myself up... I said fans.. isn't that funny? LOL! Anyways, So after Aaron called Xmas morning, I went to my dads and ate breakfast. Yummy. I haven't had one of my dads breakfast in a long time. I miss them. I should make it a recurring thing, like once a month. LOL! Anyways, I helped him fix his computer, well tried, but it was really weird and I'm not sure I was much help. He spent alot of the time helping a friend on the phone through a rought time with her husband, who was staying at his house. Eventually I was practically falling asleep since i hadn't slept that night. I went home and slept until my mom called at 9:30 PM. I answered the phone "Good Morning" and my mom is like, "Morning?" I really had no clue I had slept that late. I slept a little longer after she got off the phone, and then got up at midnight. I didn't do anything except play computer games and read. I know, its sad. I need to be packing. I need to be cleaning, I need to be doing Errands, but i'm sitting there playing computer games and reading. I'm so lazy. Anyways, I stayed up until Aaron called, and thought about staying awake, but decided it would be best to get some sleep. I started some laundry before I went to sleep, and tried to sleep for an hour, but my body was SO TIRED, but my mind was RACING. I could not get it to stop. I had an immense headache and felt sick. This is probably due to the fact that I eat about one meal a day, drink about a glass of something (juice, soda, etc) a day, and trying to reset my schedule so I try to stay up for more than 24 hours and never seem to make it. :P Anyways, I turned of the lights and finally fell asleep. I slept until about 4, when I got up, switched the laundry and left for work. Today was my first day on swing shift. It was okay, although kinda busy, and at times, not. They need to learn to stop sending people home early, because every time they do, we get slammed. Its silly. I didn't make much more than I usually do for graves, but that might be because it got so busy and I was ignoring customers trying to help others. Sometimes that gets you a bigger tip though cause the people see how much you are trying and they feel bad. LOL! Anyways, now i'm off work. I had a nice talk with Aleena standing in the bathroom after I brushed my teeth, and I went to the store and bought water and powerades, so I can start drinking and get re-hydrated. (is that a word?) Thats about it. Tomorrow, Aleena, Me, Her mom and dad are going to go to the landlord to see what we are going to do. I'll let you know how that goes. Aleenas mom is worried that we are going to end up in jail, so if I don't blog in the next 2 weeks, thats probably what happened. LOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-113568122987137083?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/113568122987137083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=113568122987137083' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113568122987137083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113568122987137083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2005/12/woes-of-not-eatingdrinkingsleeping.html' title='The Woes of Not Eating/Drinking/Sleeping'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11195395.post-113551791173394209</id><published>2005-12-25T04:13:00.001-09:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T04:38:31.760-09:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Okay, so that last comment by akangel (if anyone read it) was decided because we were looking at peoples pictures and guessing what they were like. We were joking of course. We would never assume we knew something about someone by how they looked, we were just messing around. Anyways, there was a girl who had bangs (like curled right above her eyes). I said she looked nice, because she had bangs. Well,it turns out, rachel had bangs, Aleena had bangs, and all these people. They were nice (at least when they had bangs). Its like a "nice girl trademark". Anyways, since the last post didn't really say anything except that I missed Aaron, i'll update from the post before. Lets see... I talked to Aaron on thursday, and then went to sleep. I slept for about 12 or more hours. When I did get up I didn't really do anything at all. I didn't even watch my show, which is really unusual for me. I was even awake, but I was so "blah" that I forgot it was thrusday and didn't watch the OC. Oh well. I went to work and Made about 50 bucks. I got to leave ON TIME! I started my sidework early. The cook was being a dick, which is probably why I only made 50. It messed up how I was working, and it made my food take longer, and etc. I told Terrea (my manager) that I couldn't work this tuesday cause I had to pick up Aaron at the airport. I told her his flight comes in at 5 and since thats when I have to work, and we still have to pick up his bags and take him home and he would have just gotten back, etc. that I wouldn't have been able to work until later, and I didn't really want to. SHe said that was okay. After work Friday I decided not to sleep because since that was the LAST TIME I would be working graves, I wanted to reset my schedule so I would be working normal hours. I mostly just talked to Aaron on the phone, and then Rachel online. She was acting like she was on crack cause she was so Hyper. She hadn't eaten anything is why, and had Coffee. Actually a mocha sounds good. Anyways, when she got off work I asked if I could borrow her glasses cause I can't wear contacts (when I tried to put them in for work the night before I almost cried it stung so bad. She said yeah, so I met her at her house. She gave me her glasses and then a present for Xmas. It was an old Navy gift card, 3 pairs of hot underwear, and some candles. It was so so sweet of her to buy all that stuff for me. I love her so much. Anyways, we spend a LONG time goofing off, and when her dad came back to take her shopping, we kept goofing off just with him (thats when the Bangs comment got put on). We had so much fun I didn't want to leave, so I totally imposed on her and her dad and sister and went shopping. It was fun. We went to Old Navy, but she didn't find anything. We went to Mariposa but she didn't find anything there either. I found this dress I LOVE for only 50 but I thought of Aaron and thought of how I knew I shouldn't be spending money. I had been needing to go shopping, but I had the gift card, so that would cure that without spending money. :D She wanted to go home, but instead we went to sears, and she found some stuff that she was happy with (they were both looking for clothes for Christmas Eve Church). We went to dinner, than leah's wrestling meet. She left and then when we got to her car, we talked for about 3 hours. It was good to talk to her. :D I really like being there for her, and she seems to like it, although sometimes she forgets until she gets there. ;) So, I went home and it was only 1030 or so, but I was tired. I was going to go brush my teeth and wash my face, but fell asleep on my bed. Aleena came in and told me that her and felicia were just going to move back in with her mom, since they can't afford rent without me. I was supposed to talk to the landlord already but my dad said she called and said she wasn't going to be in the office Friday, so I should come talk to her Tuesday. Anyways, I went back to sleep and slept until Aaron called at 6:30. It was really nice. After we hung up, I wanted to go back to sleep but I felt really weird. I just could not sleep for some reason. I finally was able to after reading a bit. I meant to get up way earlier since i had slept already for about 8 hours, but I didn't get up until 3. I had to make it to bostons by 5. I got dressed, went to bostons and they told me that they had changed the schedule. Now its 5-10 on Friday, Saturday, Sunday. And since Denny's wants me to work 5-12 Monday Tuesday Wednesday, I will basically be working the same shift everyday but thursday (which is a good deal cause my show is on wednesday. LOL!) Anyways, I went to WalMart and got some things I needed and some xmas presents for Aaron's Sister and Mother. I went to Old Navy and bought these REALLY cute tan boots with tan fur (they match my jacket I've been wearing) and then a Pink Tshirt that i've been needing for a while. I have this cute pink sweater but it has a hole right on my chest, so I cant wear it, and I wear my other blue sweater like it with a darker blue tshirt and its really cute, so I wanted a pink one so I coudl do the same and then you can't see the hole. :D It turned out good. I came home and actually did some cleaning up and stuff. I got a little bit done (not a WHOLE bunch, but some). I really need to get to that because I want to start moving my stuff when Aaron comes back on the 27th. Maybe i'll move it all on the 29th, but even then, I still need it ALL to be packed. I also need to clean a bit. I've been spending a lot of time with A daily planner I bought back for school. I decided to start using it, but I can't until Jan 1. But I keep playing with it, like putting dates in it and stuff. I also made some New Years Resolutions. I tried to be specific. I watched a movie but otherwise I am just sitting around doing nothing because I can't sleep and I figure Aaron could call anytime and I'd rather be awake than not awake. I might sleep after he calls, but I have to go to my dads tomorrow morning to help him with his comupter. I'll try to wake up at 9:30, but its already 4:30, so I wont get 6 hours. Thats okay though cause I can sleep tonight. Its hard to get your schedule back even though I went to bed a decent hour the other night, because my body is like "SLEEP DURING THE DAY" and i'm like "NO! Bad Body!" LOL! So, I have to MAKE myself get up in the mornings, even without much sleep, so I can reset it a couple times, so it gets in my system again. On a side note, I haven't been eating much. Its not cause I'm worried about weight or money or anything. I just haven't. I eat about once a day. I don't like to make food downstairs cause we don't have a microwave anymore (its at my dads) and because everyone else is down there and its awkward. I eat out or at work or at my dads, or whatever. I have basically just had dinner every night since Wednesday or so. I'm kinda hungry right now, but everyone is downstairs. I don't have anything I can eat that I don't have to cook. Anyways, I'll just eat at my dads. I think thats about it. :D Oh, MERRY XMAS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11195395-113551791173394209?l=evelyna.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/feeds/113551791173394209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11195395&amp;postID=113551791173394209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113551791173394209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11195395/posts/default/113551791173394209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://evelyna.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas_25.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>Evelyna</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
